LackingInspiration
Member
So I am this really stupid person that has allowed for years on end to be deceived by this one guy who comes to me whenever he is bored or needs to know that he still has the "magic".
I don't know why I act like this, or why I always want to believe him when he says he has changed, when I know he hasn't. Or that I do things for him I wouldn't normally do, just because it's him.
I really feel like an idiot, but I needed to vent.
I hate that he has this kind of power over me, or I am pathetic enough to let him come back into my life whenever he feels like. And the worst part is, when I have resisted, he tries harder, and says the most wonderful of things, and then after he has gotten a couple of weeks worth of attention and stuff, he just vanishes, just as easily as he walked in to my life, which now seems like a never ending cycle of getting over him and starting over and then having him ruin all of that.
Yes, I am so pathetic. Sure, a lot of you would say this is sympathy seeking.
It used to make me sad and depressed earlier. Now it just makes me mad and hate myself. I want to scream at him, but I don't want to give him the satisfaction of knowing that it bothers me so much.
Sometimes I wish I could just scream till my lungs burst, or something.
Anyway, if you really have bothered to read till this, thanks. Rant over.
I don't know why I act like this, or why I always want to believe him when he says he has changed, when I know he hasn't. Or that I do things for him I wouldn't normally do, just because it's him.
I really feel like an idiot, but I needed to vent.
I hate that he has this kind of power over me, or I am pathetic enough to let him come back into my life whenever he feels like. And the worst part is, when I have resisted, he tries harder, and says the most wonderful of things, and then after he has gotten a couple of weeks worth of attention and stuff, he just vanishes, just as easily as he walked in to my life, which now seems like a never ending cycle of getting over him and starting over and then having him ruin all of that.
Yes, I am so pathetic. Sure, a lot of you would say this is sympathy seeking.
It used to make me sad and depressed earlier. Now it just makes me mad and hate myself. I want to scream at him, but I don't want to give him the satisfaction of knowing that it bothers me so much.
Sometimes I wish I could just scream till my lungs burst, or something.
Anyway, if you really have bothered to read till this, thanks. Rant over.