It’s funny because looking back at my previous blog posts, I see how many times our relationship has fallen apart, how many times I’ve brought up these same problems, thoughts and feelings.
I sometimes forget how many times we broke up, and how many times it felt like things were just really confusing and scary. How many more times am I willing to go through this with him?
Why does he keep wanting to do this with me? It’s obviously not working.
I started last week hopeful and happy, but as always I always come back to this point. If things were going right, wouldn’t they feel “right”?