A blissful curse

Chapter 11

Damn, I was at a point where my life came tumbling down. I was in a middle of a serious identity crisis and my boyfriend was acting out, what was wrong with him...only he knew but I still endured to him regardless. I wanted so much to tell him what I felt, what I was going through and what I think, but all the time seemed like a horrible time always.

Adrian is the kind of person who is very emotional. He hurts easily and I knew that but somehow in sorta type of way I always managed to piss him off. Hurt him mad drive me away. I know girls usually find it best to blame guys to be always be the supposed "dogs" but maybe this time I was the bitch, I mean...why else would he cheat on me?

I knew about that for sometime but let it slide because he'd always tell me he loved me. I believed him but my belief in his words was soon to be the death of me...only little did I know. People would come around at me, ask me, "are you still dating Adrian?" I'd smile and try to be curvy about it and reply, " and possibly why wouldn't I?" Knowing damn well that they had every reason to ask.

For a very long time, I kept appearances about my satisfaction and happiness regarding him. I waited for him to come towards me and tell me that all they saying are lies. I waited for no arrival. This one day, one of his friends came up to me and told me that he was confused. Confused about me and the other girls and that quickly made me realize that I was an option.

I fell il treated, used and fucked over my my best friend...the only person I almost fully trusted with my entire life. What worse betrayal could bounce this? I figured...let me make things was for him and minimize his options by leaving the circle. I did exactly that...broke up with him and decided we just go back to being friends. He was okay about it. And if you ask me, I wish he hadn't let me go that day. But on the bright side...I'm thankful he did because otherwise, I wouldn't have come to realize that I was addicted to the pain he inflicted. The pain of the breakup hit me, but I was bound of stand up tall and beside I had a lot on my plate already.