A. broke up with me tonight. I saw it coming — these last few weeks have been really, really rough — but I’m still a bit in shock, and deeply heartbroken. I fell so fucking hard for him. I’m still very much in love. It is going to take me a long time to get over this. :(
Right now, I just want him back in my life as my boyfriend. But I know that’s not happening.
Tomorrow would have been our one-year anniversary. Ouch.
(Zealously protective friends? Please don’t go breaking kneecaps on my behalf. I am very, very sad, but I am also keeping things in perspective and taking care of myself. A. is a wonderful guy, and I don’t want people hating on him out of some weird & misplaced sense of loyalty to me. Break-ups happen sometimes. It is what it is.)