•I drown in tears my heart is crying no one seems to notice that my soul is dying😪💔

It’s hard to be just friends with someone you fell in love with

Hell is loving you in my sleep, and waking up alone.

To Those Who Were Broken In The Form Of Love:

“I have no idea how much it hurts for you, being left out by the person whom you’ve dreamt and planned your future with. Neither have I the idea of what other things are circulating through your mind, except of one— you still want to get that person back in your life, even if it hurts you too much. Because you still think that person was destined for you, and the one you prayed for despite what he/she already did to you.

Don’t you think it’s too unfair? There you are, still covered with a mask of loneliness and can’t breathe properly at your confined space. While the person who hurt you, is probably happy somewhere now and has no concern about how you feel.

And who’s fault it is? You. That person may be responsible for the pain, but the aftermath of it are already your choices.

Honey, sometimes, you need to let things go, in order for them to be in their rightful places and also you. We have to embrace the reality that some people were just meant to us pass by, to teach us a remarkable lessons.

Lastly, conserve yourself for the one who’ll truly love you and remember that you were not born for only the purpose of loving those who’ve hurt you, so move forward. You have a long way to go, but just like any other journey that accompanied with pain— at the end, it’ll all be worth it.”

from “best friends forever” to “strangers with memories”.

One day, you will search for me to say sorry
but believe me, that will be too late.

Love is like two people holding a rubber band,
we pull, then when one person let’s go,
it’s the person who held on that gets hurt..

Cold christmas, cold night, cold feelings and cold conversation.

*A DIVORCED SINGLE MOTHER WROTE*_
I am writing to you in order to make someone understand that it’s good to appreciate our partners despite their flaws.
I am 32 years of age.
My ex husband and I dated for 6 years.
We where best of friends.
I waited until he completed college and started work.
My family and his family then met.
We got married and had a son. (7 years old now).
My husband was short tempered at times but our problems started when I wanted to make him feel he couldn’t control me.
Every time we argued, I would pack my bags, go to my family and explain.
My sisters would phone my husband and shout at him.
If he was controlling me I would always dare him that if he wished, he could divorce me.
I never wanted divorce.
I just had pride and I never wanted to look like a loose woman in his eyes.
One day I pushed him so hard that for the first time he beat me and locked me outside.
I went to my family, my family took him to the police, every time I looked like I was being abused!
But to be honest, I used to abuse my husband emotionally.
He was arrested and detained.
I was asked by his family to withdraw the case.
I felt that what I was doing was wrong.
My husband was never a violent man, he did what he did because I pushed him to the wall of which he openly knelt down and apologized.
I withdrew the charge, and we reconciled.
After three months, I packed my bags after a small issue and he remained alone.
After two days, I
received a call that he was in the hospital.
My family told me that I shouldn’t go there because it would look like I was begging him and my sisters believed he was feigning the illness.
All this time, people felt sorry for me like I was the one being abused.
He spent a week in the hospital, after he came out, I just received a divorce summon.
I wanted to say no to divorce, but because I felt this pride, I wanted him to change his mind and beg me.
I called him and said he would get the divorce because I lived like I was in hell.
When we went to court, I wanted to make him pay, so I told the court that I needed his properties to be shared.
To my surprise he openly told the court that whatever he and I acquired together should be given to me, all he wanted was divorce.
We were divorced in 2009 July.
Now, my husband is married, whilst l am here wasted!
My family members are gossiping about me.
I depend on what my ex husband gives to my son for survival.
I know I wasted my
marriage.
I am here telling all wives that they should be careful how they get advise.
Don’t be cheated, don’t entertain family interference in your marriage my dear reader.
Even my young sisters are much more respected than me.
Those who encouraged me to get divorced are always teasing and bad mouthing me.
Please ladies, be vigilant in your marriage.
Thought it wise to share my story to save your marriage.
There is no benefit in pride for nothing.
*SOMETIMES IT’S NOT THE MAN’S FAULT AT ALL, IT’S YOUR PRIDE,AND THE PEOPLE YOU ALLOWED TO ADVISE YOU,SO BE WISE AND VIGILANT IN YOUR MARRIAGE*

Everything is going to be alright thats
what my therapist said …