Just broken up. A two year relationship which had plenty of lows - ex was very sexually agressive, selfish, hard and I generally walked on egg shells. But I loved him, I loved having someone to talk to, to cuddle up with and fall asleep with. I could cope with all that came my way, and lowered my expectations because no one is perfect.
A tiny part of me knows that breaking up was inevitable, but the rest of me is just so sad and empty and lonely. The rest of my life stretches ahead of me and it's so bleak. DDs are at uni. I work and have friends but I tend to be a loner really, unless it's with DDs, who are my life
Don't know why I'm posting really, just wanted to tell someone.
Thanks for reading.