my biggest mistake was sending those paragraphs thinking that talking it out was gonna fix anything.
I wrote long messages pouring out how I felt, hoping that if I explained everything properly, you would finally understand and things would get better.
I kept thinking that if I just communicated more, you would care enough to try.
But looking back, those messages didn’t change anything. They only made me feel more vulnerable while you stayed distant.
I was fighting alone, trying to save something that you had already emotionally checked out of.
This is me finally accepting that some conversations don’t fix what’s already broken.
It hurts to realize that all those words I sent didn’t matter to you the way they mattered to me. I wish you well, but I’m done sending paragraphs to someone who was never really listening.