I once wrote that I was "afraid of the type of love that blurs people's flaws because those flaws might be what break me in the end". A part of me deep down probably knew that it applied to my relationship at the time. As most people who have went through breakups know, a lot of things don't become clear to you until you're out of the relationship. Like how much of an asshole he was. Or how much shit I allowed myself to put up with. If I had been an outsider to the situation I probably would have been yelling at the top of my lungs "Get out of there! He does not deserve you in the slightest!"
However, I quickly came to understand most women who hold on tight to relationships that are unhealthy. Ties that are too worn through to hold. Bonds that have experienced too much friction to stay stuck. What makes it worse is I feel as though there is no true way to make them understand it. I had to come to that conclusion myself, as so many others do. And it fucking sucks. So much fucking wasted time spent on something not even worth the time.
But then my perspective changed. I realized that it wasn't wasted time at all because he quickly taught me everything I didn't want in a relationship. I didn't want to be prioritized in a manner of the back burners of a stove. I didn't want to be coerced into intimacy as if he wouldn't love without it. I didn't want to have to give up part of my moral compass every time he opened his mouth.
I knew what I wanted, and I stuck with it. And then I found him. That's the simplest way for me to try to encourage someone stuck like I was. You will find that person.
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