I feel choked, like I can’t breathe. Is it really worth it? I already—or rather, I thought I was—80% done with healing, but yesterday he checked up on me and all my walls crashed yet again. To what end? It’s a long-distance relationship, and we haven’t even seen each other in 3 years, but I’m still acting like an obsessed fool. To what end actually? I cut off what we had, but now when I look back, I can’t find a tangible reason—or rather a valid reason—for cutting him off. That alone is an ache in my heart because all I see now is a green flag who didn’t do anything. But to what end? We kept on fighting. We would go 1–2 months without talking. I felt it was toxic, so I cut him off. We would fight over the littlest things, on baseless arguments. Now he has moved on. I don’t know if I’m actually jealous because he posted his new girlfriend on his status—meanwhile, he never did that for me. Either way, he has moved on, but I’m still here stalking his socials and acting like a maniac. To what end actually? Now that I think of it, if we had gotten intimate, I would have been more foolish and attached to this! To him! Now I ask you all: to what end? Is it really worth it? Is love really worth it?
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