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[nancybyday]

Aaron and I broke up. I didn't know if I loved him anymore, so for the past two weeks I had been dragging him on a roller coaster of one day loving him and the next day saying "I don't know, I just keep getting these thoughts that I don't really love you." He couldn't deal with that roller coaster. I can't blame him. I don't blame him. Everyone has

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[the_assilon]

If he still loves you, I'm sure he'll allow it in time. Hell, I'm -still- in love with Tanner (he did the breaking, claiming he still loved me, and didn't want our relationship to be over, but it was, it was, why couldn't I see that?) and I want to do the friends thing.

And, as all of my (probably annoying and long-winded) facebook messages have said, I love you. And I wish I could do something to help you.

*hugs

[lorddoskias]

Typically, this is where I say something that's funny and insightful, and everyone walks away feeling at least slightly better than before.

Unfortunately, I don't have anything like that right now.

Just know that I sympathize, and I wish only the best for you in the days ahead.

P.S.: Sorry I missed sending a birthday greeting your way - my computer (and therefore my datebook) is gone. Happy belated birthday, at any rate. Welcome to the 20s - it all seems difficult at first, but it tends to get better.