I knew in my gut he was lying yet I chose to believe him. Because the truth hurt. And today, after so many months it hurts even more because I can’t believe I chose to be his fool and ignored everything so evident. I needed his lies to be his truths so badly. It was crucial for my sanity, to go on and pretend he loved me, like he promised he did. And I never promised that I loved him, yet somehow it feels like that’s all I did.
His words were loud and meaningless, while mine were silently weighing my heart.
Take time to get to know your real self again. It’s like a mental journey. You live and you learn but when you are a mess of emotions you have to snap back to reality. Work through what happened, then try to think for yourself and be comfortable with yourself it’s hard but that’s what you were missing all along
Take time to get to know your real self again. It’s like a mental journey. You live and you learn but when you are a mess of emotions you have to snap back to reality. Work through what happened, then try to think for yourself and be comfortable with yourself it’s hard but that’s what you were missing all along
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