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Wednesday, October 17, 2012


So we broke up.

Yeah.

Talked for like an hour on the phone, both of us crying our eyes out, going on and on about how much this sucks while at the same time trying to reassure each other everything's going to be okay.

The short answer to why we broke up is simply that we both wanted different things that were mutually exclusive. The long answer is he felt slighted because we always went to mass together and not his church and he claims to hate mass-although on several occasions I've heard him say after a mass "I liked that"--and basically he thinks the Catholic church is a beacon of evil, condescending politics and won't have anything to do with it. So basically I had to choose between my beliefs and him, and I choose my beliefs.

And I know it was the right thing to do and even if I didn't do it, our relationship from then on would be miserable and dishonest and basically tamper off and die, but I feel like shit. I can't stop remembering, I can't stop feeling, I can't stop thinking--I can't stop crying.

I mean, I'm sure there was a reason he came into my life only to leave it for the next however many months it takes me to heal, but for the life of me I can't see what it is now.
I'm going to go cry like a bitch until my ride gets here.
I love you.
Bye
~Belinda

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