I finally built the courage to break up with my boyfriend. Everything reciprocated at first.. small and sweet gestures, the affection, taking care of eachother, etc. He used to come over a lot
Then it came to a point where he'd barely come over and make lame excuses, wouldn't take part in planning dates, he wouldn't invite me over anymore, wouldn't do the sweet gestures anymore, and wouldn't send a single thoughtful call/text like he used to..
I felt alone, but still showed him love while I was slowly breaking down. I listened to him, cuddled him, and would surprise him with food and a cold beer when he decided to come to my place after work. I would force a smile, and initiate the dates as well. I finally brought up how I felt and he dismissed my feelings.. he said I was too emotional and I was all in my head. He said that we should take a week apart which baffled me, considered that I felt alone anyway for a couple months. I finally broke down and left.. last thing he told me was that I was a beautiful person, which made me confused.. if he saw me as a "beautiful person" then why didn't he value me? I never felt so dumb and confused. feel like I was taken for granted. I felt like more of an option than a priority.
