It’s hard to be the one left behind.
The one who is no longer wanted or needed. And to not know why really, or what exactly changed.
And it’s even harder to know this for four months, yet be told otherwise. To keep trying and failing because what you’re trying for is no longer there. To feel like something must be obviously wrong with you.
It’s hard to watch another begin building a different life, and to not understand why you aren’t included. To draw the conclusion that something must be wrong with you, but not knowing what.
I know some will think it poor form to write about such things on my blog, that it isn’t very fair to Porkchop. But my blog documents my life and feelings. If you feel uneasy, don’t read it.
Porkchop and I are officially no longer partners.
I feel lost and sad, but relieved to have closure to these past months.
I know that nothing is wrong with me as a person, but I also know it will be a while until I feel right again.