A few months into my freshman year of high school I met someone named Albert. Who, at first, was wonderful to me. Seen together constantly, smiling and giggling. We were like two puzzle pieces, fitting perfectly together. We had our fights, but what couple didn’t?
A few months later things began to change, I moved and it caused stress on our relationship. We had decided to stay together and remained determined to make it work. After I left things really went bad. We fought constantly. We continued this way for almost six months. Neither of us willing to give up on what had once meant so much to us. At this point our relationship was completely different. Never a nice word said. He constantly called names and blamed me for things I didn’t do or hadn’t said. He tore me down like someone he hated.
I couldn’t understand how someone who said he loved me so much could do this. But still I stayed. Telling myself things would get better, he hadn’t meant the things he said. I mean he loved me, right?
After many months of this I had finally had enough. How could everything be my fault? It couldn’t. The blame didn’t belong to me alone, there are two people in a relationship. Upon realizing this I ended the relationship. But still I missed him. How could you still love someone who treated you so terribly? I just didn’t understand.
With time I began to realize that I shouldn’t miss him. He had treated me wrong and I deserved better. Over time it has begun to make more sense. I didn’t miss him, I missed what we had. The joy I had originally felt and the knowledge that I would always have someone there if I needed them, that’s what I missed. Love is not an excuse. It isn’t an excuse you make for others or yourself. “He didn’t mean it, he loves me.” This remains unacceptable. If someone truthfully loves you, then they would treat you better than anything. That is love. Not constant fighting, name calling, blaming each other, or excuses. That love no longer existed
That boy never really loved you, you never really loved him either. At the end you were right, you just loved what you had with him, not him.
ReplyDeleteI think this story is sad in so many ways.
ReplyDeleteBecause no one here is at fault, not you, nor the boy. Society as a whole always falls victim to this idea of love, to this whole idea that love must be painful. It ain't his fault because he didn't want to let you go. But it isn't your fault because you stood for that kind of abuse. This is just so sad.
5/5 You made me want to cry
This story is upsetting and it makes you feel like people won't find love. Although this boy didn't love you and didn't treat you right someone will. I like how put how you felt during your situation it help me to understand the heartbreak and the confusion. Your story was really good I loved it!
ReplyDeleteThis story hits home in so many ways. In every way you can't help but feel like it's all your fault. Maybe it's out of fear, confusion or "love". In the end you gained something from this, you came out a stronger person. That's all that we can ever hope for.
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