I feel hatred towards myself when I think of the guys I was romantically involved in because I hate romance so much now I feel like even looking back at it makes me feel disgusted with myself
And I wish I met the person we will not name at a better time in my life because concurrently I still feel so immature and afraid to commit to anything and he was literally the best sigh.. but it’s okay life goes on
I know I learned something that I will always value but I hold so much regret with that past both in and out of it and I will forever carry that with me too. Literally Im so glad that chapter is finally over because I’ve never felt so much disdain for someone
Like what did I actually gain from that torment? I can’t even pride myself on having been kind because I ended up turning insane from how overly kind I was
You need to cherish the opposite gender friends that value you only platonically because nowadays everyone is feening for some make believe relationship w anyone possible