This Is Me Finally Giving Up On You
There’s nothing harder than making the decision to end a relationship. It’s almost like you lose part of yourself. Even though it isn’t something that I particularly want to do, I know it’s for the best. Sometimes the hardest thing and the right thing are the same.
I used to wonder why it seemed so easy for you to break the promises you made me. I would find myself questioning why I’d forgive you every time, despite the fact that you never seemed to forgive me my wrongs. Every mistake you made, we moved on from. You held every mistake I made over me for the whole of our relationship.
I held on for a long, long time. Giving up a relationship that you’ve been in for years feels like cutting off an arm or a leg. But when a limb is rotten, it needs to be amputated. Our relationship died years ago. I’ve only been grieving for what we used to have since.
I miss the person I thought you were. I miss what I used to think we had. I miss the future I once dreamed we could have together.
For the longest time, I told myself that I needed to make it work. I told myself that I had to stay, that I had to force myself to work through our problems and make things between us last. I was fighting a losing battle the entire time. I was fighting alone.
The truth is that you’ve never cared about me. Not in the way that I’ve cared about you. You’ve never cared about us. You’ve done nothing but take me for granted, and I feel like a fool for putting up with it for so long. Well, no more. I’ve had enough. I’m choosing me for once. I’m putting myself first.
I’m giving up on you because of all the times you promised me you’d change and didn’t. I’m giving up on you because of all the nights I laid in bed worried sick about you and you couldn’t even be bothered to text me back.
I’m giving up on you because you never put me first. You never even put me second. You never gave me thoughtful gifts. You never told me how much I meant to you.
I know you’ll cry. We both will. I know you’ll beg for me to give you one last chance. I know you’ll promise me again that you’ll change. You’ll try to take advantage of my kindness and compassion. You’ll try to manipulate me into staying, just like you always have.
Well, it won’t work this time. I’m done. No matter how much this hurts, I know what I have to do.
This is me finally giving up on you and I’m never looking back.
Written by Maverick, Staff Writer at Lessons Learned In Life Inc. ©️