Five Weeks Later
It's been five weeks now, since the woman I declared to be the love of my life berated me over the phone for 21 minutes and then ended things with me. And while I'm handling things significantly better than I initially was, I still get sad from time to time. I think I always will.
I also still owe her money, and was finally able to Zelle her some earlier this week. I texted her to inform her to expect a payment, and asked that she please let me know if she received it. She eventually responded to let me know that she in fact received my payment. Then, she said something that caught me off guard:
"Would you be okay with me reaching out now and then to see how you're doing? I do think of you and care very much for you. If not I understand."
I still haven't responded three days later. I don't know what to think, or if I even want to talk to her after the way she ended things. Part of me wants to. Another part of me is very scared.
I also still owe her money, and was finally able to Zelle her some earlier this week. I texted her to inform her to expect a payment, and asked that she please let me know if she received it. She eventually responded to let me know that she in fact received my payment. Then, she said something that caught me off guard:
"Would you be okay with me reaching out now and then to see how you're doing? I do think of you and care very much for you. If not I understand."
I still haven't responded three days later. I don't know what to think, or if I even want to talk to her after the way she ended things. Part of me wants to. Another part of me is very scared.
