I spent half my adult life writing about relationships and giving other people tips, so surely I'd be smarter and spot the signs of a douche, right? Well, to tell you the truth, I did spot them. But like every other girl, I allowed him to make excuses and talk me out of my concerns. I allowed him to quell my very legitimate worries with explanations that I was always 90% sure were lies but 10% hoping to God were the truth because my gut is telling me he's the one and I really hope he is because I deserve this. God, did I deserve it. But there was no happy ending.
So here go my ramblings about my relationship ending and everything I learned from it and everything that's about to come next. Brace yourselves.

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