This hurts to read but in a good way. Nailed it. "I want my exes to be RUINED FOR LIFE because no one can compare to me," is the underlying, narcissistic sentiment that we don't want to admit we have.
My ex doesn’t have someone new yet, but reading this made me realize how much I’m already bracing for that moment. The way you described it felt so true it almost hurt.
Superb writing, you've approached a real struggle that people tend not to admit to in such a direct and honest way. "Not because it’s over, but because he’s now entered a chapter of his life you’ll never touch—not even in the footnotes" is an incredible line.
I had to leave this for a second because I couldn’t stop picturing my ex. I’m so happy I finished though. It reassured where I am in life right now, and that my choices working for me.
This is gorgeous, I absolutely love this. When you said: “And it is an empty life to be only half of a whole person when alone” … oh my life I felt that in my soul 😮💨 You explained the feeling perfectly and I’m so grateful to have found this piece and had the pleasure of reading it💕
The timing is perfect, are we all just going through a breakup? 😅
My favourite part is “He may remember you fondly, bitterly, or even worse: with absolute indifference.” And “it’s not a matter of if but when”.
It gets to a point during the breakup when you realize you’re responsible for creating your new life and evolving. And you are right, that version of you will no longer exist anyways and the puzzles won’t fit. Thank you for this, I feel less alone 🩷
Sometimes we might think that we still want them until we realize we wouldn’t even take them back if they come to us. It’s just that we’re not ready to see them with someone else.
This hurts to read but in a good way. Nailed it. "I want my exes to be RUINED FOR LIFE because no one can compare to me," is the underlying, narcissistic sentiment that we don't want to admit we have.
My ex doesn’t have someone new yet, but reading this made me realize how much I’m already bracing for that moment. The way you described it felt so true it almost hurt.
Superb writing, you've approached a real struggle that people tend not to admit to in such a direct and honest way. "Not because it’s over, but because he’s now entered a chapter of his life you’ll never touch—not even in the footnotes" is an incredible line.
For sure I'm facing this . My ex lives in my head I try to forget but it all ends in vain
this is violently accurate
I had to leave this for a second because I couldn’t stop picturing my ex. I’m so happy I finished though. It reassured where I am in life right now, and that my choices working for me.
This was beautiful and very relatable it’s nice to know people feel the same way haha
This is exactly how it feels and I’m currently feeling it. It’s the worst and I’m so glad you wrote about it. I feel seen and so validated. Thank you
Really really loved this — it’s so unbelievably true and real and SOOOOO well put!!!!
this is beautiful!!!! such a good piece
This is gorgeous, I absolutely love this. When you said: “And it is an empty life to be only half of a whole person when alone” … oh my life I felt that in my soul 😮💨 You explained the feeling perfectly and I’m so grateful to have found this piece and had the pleasure of reading it💕
The timing is perfect, are we all just going through a breakup? 😅
My favourite part is “He may remember you fondly, bitterly, or even worse: with absolute indifference.” And “it’s not a matter of if but when”.
It gets to a point during the breakup when you realize you’re responsible for creating your new life and evolving. And you are right, that version of you will no longer exist anyways and the puzzles won’t fit. Thank you for this, I feel less alone 🩷
It’s the moment when your last hope shatters. And it hurts more than anything.
Sometimes we might think that we still want them until we realize we wouldn’t even take them back if they come to us. It’s just that we’re not ready to see them with someone else.
so reflective, so well written - love this
ahhh this is perfect