this sounds like the other side to my story. I feel like I was the guy in this story. The only thing is she ruined me. She cheated countless times yet always came back professing her love to me. I was young and naive my mother told me if I went to war I would come back single because that’s the kind of girl she was. She potentially exposed me to so many things while I put my sweat and blood into a fruitless love.

since then I’ve broken so many hearts and I regret it deeply. I had to learn to love myself. I got in shape, grew a beard, enhanced my style all because I reverted that love I was trying to give away to myself. I’m an all around better person now.

She came back to my state after leaving for college. Idk if she came back for me but she tried to reinsert herself into my life with reminders of those days and I just couldn’t care less her and I are cordial now but she’s did her and still feels entitled. Like I jacked her swag and she had to get it back. Like me not accepting her back was wrong but I don’t know.

She only ever felt wrong for hurting me because she wanted me back. Not because she grew. She’s  always exuding personal growth but new contains the real thing. She’s tried to homewreck me and girls I’ve talked to.