in the end, the girl who treats a man like a debit card always seems to come out on top. Meanwhile, the girls asking for nothing but attention, effort, and consistency end up in therapy trying to heal from it.
no one talks about how draining it is when your mood constantly switches between "keep going, it will get better" and "i can't do this anymore, im about to give up." it's like living in emotional whiplash. one hour you're hopeful, the next you're spiraling