I used to think my ex was special and that he’s the only one that could love me the way he did and it just had to be him because of the way he made me feel. It’s been 11 months since the break up and I’m finally talking to other people and I’ve realized that I’m the special one, any guy that gets access to me would still treat me like an egg or even better than the way my ex treated me. I’m finally genuinely happy, it’s been so long.
in Confession