Let go Jennifer. Let Go.
“But you didn’t have to cut me off, make out like it never happened and that we were nothing. I don’t even need your love, but you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough…now you’re just somebody that I used to know… ”
I keep building up hope, I keep holding on. I need to stop. I need to stop holding on to this idealism. This romanticism that my life will be like a movie, which he’ll discover we need to be together. No one will be with me as long as I am where I am. No one. Not him, not anyone.
Self-talk: I need to get rid of those who objectify me. Have some fucking respect for yourself! We are all better than someone who constantly objectifies you.
Do not become a victim.
Choose life.
Choose better.
I deserve it.
I need it.
I can have it.
Why is this so hard for me to actually do? I know what I need to do, but I can’t do it. Emotionally my brain just shuts down all logic. I do not want to be bitter or resentful, I want to be happy.
I juts don’t want to feel like someone discarded.
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