Confessions: What are yours? Part V

ICT I haven't been here lately because I met a guy just after New Year's 2024. We got together had some really explosive and satisfying sex and life was good, talking about a future together and all the fairy tale stuff. Then a month ago I find out he's been fucking around on me. A lot with a lot of different women. How did I find out? Two of them came knocking on my door not at the same time but 3 days apart. Both of them were about 20 years younger than he (and me was and both were pregnant by him. It's like I'm in the middle of a really bad soap opera. Of course I didn't want to believe it but I did some asking around and then the sky fell on me and I knew it was over. And of course he said they didn't mean anything to him, wasn't for sure they had his kid in them blah blah blah blah but I had enough of playing the fool and left him. Oh I got the endless apologies, texts and calls, delivery of roses, candy, you name it. Last text was this past Friday, Good Friday so good timing for it. He told me to stop being a bitch about it we can still have a future together you know the drill. I guess I shouldn't believe in fairy tales as mine turned into the worst kind of nightmares.


On the plus side and there was a plus side I found my login details for Lit over the weekend so I figured I'd pop in and maybe start posting again and start cheering up. I'm starting to have fun already so I think things are looking up in the world that is Gabby Debarres.
So sry to hear that. That really does suck ass. I am glad regained your outlet
 
ICT my new friend is coming over today and we've nothin particular planned 😏

IACT I met a new gent yesterday and we've a dinner date planned for Saturday.

IFCT I'm considering being dessert 😈
 
ICT that I am wearing a rubber band that is labeled 'Organically Grown.' Broccoli? Asparagus? Who remembers?
 
ICT I have suffered from depression, anxiety and numbness since my youth and I am fed up with putting a mask on every single day and pretending because I am emotionally drained ... I'm exhausted ... I'm done.

IFCT I'm in professional treatment at my own request because of it ... and due to a suicide attempt last year, which my gf still doesn't know it was one.

IACT According to my therapist I should open up about all this to her but I don't want to burden her. Mostly because I don't think she would even remotely comprehend the gravity of my situation, but also out of fear she won't respect my "emotional space" any more - which I need so badly.


Sorry for bothering all of you with my personal shit, but for me this is a first step to try and get this off my chest.
 
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