I'm in a shit state.
15 years of it and then boom he's seemingly forgotten all about me and undergone a personality transplant. Except he hasn't.
A former friend, who I have been pouring my heart out too, has been posting cryptic messages about hurt men and how they need love and when I asked what was up she blocked me.
I had a snoop on another profile and she/theyve changed their privacy settings, previously I couldn't see any of his comments to her, he's been all over her page and they're making no secret of whats happening. Except to me.
While I've been shedding my soul to her about how hard it is missing him, he's been round hers most nights, likely sat there reading what I was sending.
We split a year ago.
I'd managed 16 days NC prior to this discovery and I now feel so fucking wretched. I obviously sent a ranty txt that I regretted immediately and got a load of patronising cunt in my inbox. I need to get over him, he says. Also he says I'm imagining it, he isn't with her, until I read out some comments of his from 10 months ago. Then he says they're not properly together shes just helping him through a bad time.
The dickhead has posted pics of them in bed sharing breakfast on facebook, he would have got such a thrill out knowing my friends could see it.
I'm so sick of doing this. I want to not be affected by his drama anymore but I am addicted to those texts. The calls I'm diverting to voicemail, I'm checking it for calls too often.
Sorry this is a bit rambly, it's not fair and I fucking hate it