an argument lasting into the wee hours of morning
despite my attempts to remain calm, i did most of the yelling. frustration. it would build and then subside. the swearing began when the issue of trust was presented. anger. loss of control. it was like trying to stop my car from going 110 down a crowded freeway, without breaks. i knew i was going to crash.
and i did. because what he said next really scared me. separation. doubt. panic. i broke down and cried. in hysterics, i said i'd give up everything. and by my own choice because i don't want them anymore. they're not worth it.
i realized that i've been setting back our relationship, rather than helping it progress. all because i am so fucking selfish. regret.
my friend used to tell me that "men aren't worth crying over, and the ones who are won't make you cry." i understand where she's coming from. i'm not sure she's right, though.
and i did. because what he said next really scared me. separation. doubt. panic. i broke down and cried. in hysterics, i said i'd give up everything. and by my own choice because i don't want them anymore. they're not worth it.
i realized that i've been setting back our relationship, rather than helping it progress. all because i am so fucking selfish. regret.
my friend used to tell me that "men aren't worth crying over, and the ones who are won't make you cry." i understand where she's coming from. i'm not sure she's right, though.