Pain really does put things in perspective. You look back and then you see small signs, subtle signs that should've set alarms off. Admittedly, I chose to ignore them because I chose to believe that love would conquer all.
I was wrong. I realized that love is never enough. Never.
I've let myself down for so long, I don't know how I can trust my judgment again. It has failed me miserably. I have failed myself miserably.
I am heartbroken. I can literally feel my heart contract and release, constantly reminding you that you live, you feel.
I need to pull myself together. I will not be crazy about this. I can do this. I can get through this.
Love. Tsk. Hell.