When I leave people alone, I genuinely think I’m giving them what they want. It’s no way you did what you did & expected me to believe you still wanted me around.
Love after 25 is different. You’re not looking for sparks. You’re looking for stability, kindness and shared goals. You’ve outgrown games and butterflies. You’re craving peace, emotional safety, and someone whose future aligns with yours.
I think after a certain age, being a bad partner is just embarrassing. So you didn’t do any work on yourself? No self awareness, no healing, no growth… just basking in your toxicity.