Hello,
Before your proceed with this thread, if you are here to make vile, insensitive comments, I ask that you please turn away. I am not here for sympathy, but am just looking for a support group.
What's my story? I've recently pulled away from a relationship that was making me sick, mentally and physically.
I've often heard my friends saying "if he doesn't love you now, he'll never love you." I understood this and lived by this rule. But then I let myself go.
I met a this guy in autumn 2007. About 4 months ago, things got really rocky.
I tried everything to make it better; I took love lessons, sex lessons, I gave him space, we took a break because I thought that was what we needed. Although I was hurt, I took the pain when he told me he wanted to hang out with his friends instead. Things drastically worsen and I started changing myself physically; I got contacts, slimmed down and changed my wardrobe.
I know you're probably thinking, "STUPID!" I'll admit it, I was. Things took a toll on me and being stressed became being depressed.
It took a lot to clear the smoke in front of me. I did and gave all I knew and could, but deep down inside, I knew better. I knew the man I met a year ago was no longer there. Instead what stood in front of me was a complete stranger. I knew I had to walk away. So I did.
I didn't cry when I broke it off. Tears that are wept would have no value to him, but tears that are held back are priceless.
Often times a break through looks like a break down until you get to the other side. Just because I have fallen short of my expectations, it doesn't mean I'm a failure.
Thank you for reading this. Please do not hesitate to share your sorrow.

