Half a year after the breakup, I’m not even close to being over him and that disappoints me.
I used to be a lot faster when it came to getting over guys, but I guess I just never felt this way before. I genuinely feel like I loved him and that scares me.
I just put a sweater of mine over my pillow (I always sleep like that because I like it better) and started crying. That’s because he had told me he’d give me one of his sweaters to wear to bed. Knowing that he spent 90% of his time at home wearing clothes like that, it just meant so much to me at the time. It hit me that nothing has changed. I still want that sweater.
I know that I’ll never get one of his sweaters, even if we’re friends at some point, it won‘t happen and I’m genuinely sad about that.
It’s such a small gesture but it means a lot to me personally. He’s my height, wears my size and would’ve probably introduced me to my first cigarette, first festival, maybe drugs. Eventually, we’d have gotten intimate with one another. I know that he’s a horrible person because I heard someone say „[...] darf nicht so sein, dass man nur ein Stück Fleisch ist für Männer“ („[...] can’t be that you‘re (a Woman) only a piece of meat to men“) and that made my cry as well.
He told me that I’m just a piece of meat after I showed him self harm scars in an area that I was reluctant to show at first. It wasn’t a sexual picture and he knew that - yet he insulted me, making me feel even worse about it. I can’t believe that I loved this guy, and I’d love to get over him, it’s just so damn hard.
How do you personally get over your exes? How long does it take you?