That relationship I told you all about several months ago? It ended a while ago. It’s been over a month or two but the thought of him still hurts. I trusted him and loved him and he just hurt me. He made me feel like a stupid and horrible person. All he seemed to want from me in the end was pictures of my face and my body or gifts. How can he still say he truly loved me once when all he wanted was for me to change, sacrifice, go behind my parent’s backs, and spend every second of spare time talking to him? My life doesn’t revolve around him. My “friend” who always took his side doesn’t seem much like a friend anymore.
I have a real journal but sometimes I want other people to talk to and listen to me. I like to post journals about my feelings and problems in hopes someone will at least reply with something helpful or will talk to me.