I Was A Victim Of Emotional And Mental Abuse

Love is a funny thing. While I love the woman deeply in my heart, in her grief. I know from her response to me, I know I can never again love her the way I once did. She once used on me how dissatisfied she was in our relationship a year after my father died in accident, to that I deserved to be lonely. I tried to heal together with her. Deeply knowing, I was one right now who I had presented, grief does that, and a year in from that she had an affair. Then we made up for years, those were probably the best years of our lives together, then she got upset tried to break up with me again. I wasn't willing to let go. So I fought myself back in. And I do know deeply, she's a best friend, she knows and see things so many can't, but I ended it feeling manipulated

And I should add this, I tried to help (I'm not saying I was perfect, far from it) when we found out her father had cancer. Somehow her closing of that placing me like I was the enemy courting her, referencing someone she had an affair just before my father died. I understood she won't get her position in my heart. O ye yee