Simple, right? I’m so stupid. We met when we were 17. First year together was amazing. Second year was hell. He broke up with me. One year later post-breakup & no contact, he pops up through email wanting to get in touch again to show me how he “has changed” and how “successful” he is, how he changed his outlook on life. How he missed me the entire time and visited our special places, supposedly “crying” because he lost me.

Spent the last 2 months with him, didn’t take too long for him to go back to his scrote ways. Found out that he was also fucking girls left, right and centre after our breakup, when I was on heavy antidepressants, low income, and found out that my dad has cancer. I didn’t tell him any of this. He wouldn’t care if he knew.

It hurts because he was my first love. He left me for dead. I had to break up with him, which I did over the phone about an hour ago, and all he said was “I know I’m not a relationship type of guy, and I think you know that too”. “Send me the pictures you took of me so that I can post them to my Instagram”. “I might pop up in like 5 years to see how you’re doing”.

My heart is so fucking heavy. He was so good at deceiving me. I have so much love to give but he doesn’t want it, he never did. Save yourself the heartache and don’t make the same mistake that I did.

Edit: I’ve been reading the comments over and over again since last night, truly trying to entrench all of this into my head. I don’t know what I would’ve done without FDS, thank you guys so much. Each and every one of you.

I’ve blocked him. And he ain’t getting those damn pictures, I can guarantee you 🤣