I need to step back. Look at it from another angle. Cause what if I was in the wrong? What if I blamed him for things I had done?
I know that's the mentality of someone who's been gaslighted, but what if I gaslighted myself? What if I made everything up and I'm the horrible one?
Enough 'what if's. What are the facts?
We met. He reached out to me and a friendship started.
We started playing a flirting game. I don't remember who started it, but it doesn't seem like something I would suggest.
I asked him out. He said yes.
Everything was fine.
He was depressed. I tried to help him find coping mechanisms.
He got angry. I shut down.
I fell into a depressive state. He claimed I didn't love him.
I couldn't handle his depression and anger. I broke up with him.
We stayed friends.
I still loved him. He started dating another.
I fell for the other. We formed a polym relationship.
Everything was fine.
Partner 2 pulled a prank on me. I left the relationship.
I calmed down. Partner 2 and I became friends again.
I wanted to join the relationship again. He said that Partner 2 didn't want that.
I left them alone. Partner 2 said he didn't know that I wanted to join again.
He and Partner 2 broke up.
I stay friends with him. He starts ignoring me.
I ask him why. He gives different excuses.
I stop talking to him. He gets mad.
I say he was toxic. He says I'm toxic.
I don't know what to believe.
His boyfriend said he thinks he's toxic. They break up.
I have a backup tiktok I watched his vids on. I didn't know he blocked me on main. He makes a book against me.
I nearly move websites because of the pressure. I stand up to him and get the book deleted.
His new boyfriend messages me. I think he's chill.
His boyfriend pretends to cheat, and calls me a pedophile and compares me to Hitler. I break down.
I ask Partner 2 to tell them I'm dead. Him and his boyfriend feel guilty about the prank.
His boyfriend starts thinking he's toxic. I listen to his boyfriend.
His boyfriend breaks up with him. We agree it was an unhealthy relationship.
His ex and I become friends.
But even after all this, I still don't know who the toxic one is.
It's been a year since we broke up, two years since we met. I should know by now!
But I don't.
Because when you're in a toxic relationship, you don't know what's up and what's down.
You just drown.
YOU ARE READING
Flash Fictions
Short Storythis is a series of flash fictions I write whenever I get writers block on a main story or if I find a really interesting prompt. these are probably gonna be really random.