u/NoHelpIsComing003

An additional betrayal is nothing you held special or sacred really remains. The restaurant you went to annually to celebrate birthdays, dates, or breakfast spot. The place you guys drove together. Small things you held that you thought they would do only with you and they do it like nothing with someone else.

It's an intentional steady erasure and unwillingly you feel obligated to participate. Taking back nicknames, reclaiming old places and spaces with new memories. What was, was but now no longer is and holding space to broken memories just seems pointless when moving forward.

I dont want to remember a place as, "me and my ex used to.." but rather, "this is my..." favorite place for lobster rolls, favorite breakfast place, artist, song... etc.

Last week I had a great day and was so excited to share in my victory. These are the hiccups in the waves.

I couldnt share my excitement, my pride, or tell my story to him. The mental challenge of overcoming my fears to succeed.

Sadly, there were many times I didnt celebrate with him because I would be met with a dismissal or half hearted response. Truth is there are versions we tell ourselves of people who no longer exist in our life.