I thought I wouldn't be able to move on.
It's hard to see all the signs when you're IN it. Being alone and able to think about things made me realize how absolutely fucked some of the stuff was.

The breakup was basically just being blocked on everything after being sent a novel.
So he got the last word... Which is fine.
Gave me time to think about the relationship and the problems all throughout it.
It was unhealthy from the start. From both sides. I know I didn't give him enough attention and it hurt him. And I apologize. So I don't blame just him.
But the unhealthiness spread to even after the breakup though. He sent a note just shittin' on me.
Who does the things he did, breaks up, and then comes back to do it again?
He talked about how he brought some of my friends into it.
I left him alone. I left his friends alone.
Reading that he contacted my friends scared me into disappearing for a while, and I apologize for that. I shouldn't have allowed him to scare me into not talking to some of you for as long as I did. I was afraid like I was so many times in the relationship and it's time for me to move on.
I'm here now.
I'm healing.

I didn't think I'd be able to, but my little heart is dragging me forward.

I have a small support group around me. We focus on positives instead of slandering an ex. They've gotten me into different hobbies and distractions. This weekend I'm going to see a group of my online friends (and a huge crush YEET) at a convention. I'm moving on.

I'm gonna be ok.





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