Gone for Me…?
I’m sitting here, broken horribly and painfully broken and despite all the support systems I’ve had around me, especially over the past year, I just don’t feel like I’m coming out the other side. I haven’t been honest with anyone. No one knows how I truly feel right now. I am in love, and I’ve always been in love with Alex. And, of course, I want this to work out. I always have. But there’s so much pain, so much hurt, and a lot of it was caused by me. I just can’t trust that Alex has good intentions anymore, because at the end of the day, why would he? I wouldn’t if the roles were reversed. He was my everything, but I’m so shrouded in my own depression that I can’t even admit that to myself. I’ve lost the ability to see the positives in my life. I started a brand-new career in a field I love. I’ve met some incredible people, become so much closer to my staple friends and travelled all year with Louise since our separation in 2018. All that in place and still I just sit...