I know I keep posting over and over but I’m in so much pain and I have no one or nowhere to go to when I am sad. I’m trying to channel everything internally without being such a burden and annoyance to people. I keep asking myself “why didn’t he fight for me and his relationship?” “Why am I so easy to be given up on?” “Was I even special to him?” … I cannot stop crying. I feel hopeless right now. When we stopped talking for a couple days and I reached out for closure, he said not speaking for those three days makes him realize he should’ve been more appreciative of me and how hard I tried and all those things. But if he was saying those things then why not turn it around? 😔I sound like a hopeless romantic but I can’t wrap my head around anything anymore… the closure somehow made it worse I guess. I told him I forgive him for anything he thinks he did wrong. He appreciated that. I miss him so much. I miss our memories, I miss his face. Something deep down inside of me feels like I’m going to see his face again but I know that’s false reality. We never even got to talk to each other about these things in person. I just want to cry in his arms.
first - fuck this stupid gen z / millennial idea of a “body count”
it doesn’t matter. if it does matter to someone? they are trash and not worth your time.
this whole idea is rooted in incel/virgin men being jealous that you, as a woman, had more sex than they did; which is why they want a woman with zero experience. they figure the woman won’t k kw better sex and will happily settle.
(source: i’m a man and i know too many like this)
I know… the body count thing is dumb but if you read my other posts you’d know why it affects me now :/ I know it doesn’t matter but now I have trauma related to telling someone my bc lol. And I know, it’s always the guys who don’t get much play that I find are always asking the weirdest questions and asking me what type of guys I slept with and their size … cuck behavior lol