Yeah it’s just...surreal! I’d rather know, purely because I’ve had such a strong suspicion that this was on the cards for months, so I’d rather just know I’m right. It’s messing with my head. Is he happy? Does he want this? Does he like her or even love her? Does he think of me? Did he really have a choice?
I don’t want him to be sad. But I don’t want him to be happy either.
At the moment, I genuinely wish I’d never met him and he’d never come to this town. I know in time I’ll be appreciative of it as we had a lovely time and learned about ourselves but honestly right now it doesn’t seem worth it. He came here for two years, fucked off my life, fucked off back home and now he’s got a better job, a house and a wife. And I’m back in the rut I was in before. Which yes was my fault but still.
I am still not 100% sure what I believe in but right now the only thing keeping me going is choosing to believe that this was God’s way of bringing me to him. Atheists need not chime in at this point cos I need whatever comfort I can get.