Today was the reckoning of my romantic relationship anxiety.
And I felt almost nothing.
The saying, “Fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice – shame on me”, applies.
I hope I don’t have to get more specific than that.
It sucks, but I can’t say I wasn’t warned. Honestly, its more of a relief than a shock.
There was a pain when I saw what I saw, just by chance, no snooping.
And I wrestled with it before acting.
No games, just straight up asked what was up.
I knew, but I didn’t know anything for sure.
It was fun right up until it wasn’t. I have no regrets this time. A boundary needed to be drawn. I could not have carried that pain very far.
I am sad, but more in a hopelessly disappointed way. With evidence to the contrary, I still believed in the opposite. I don’t feel ashamed for believing.