She was so tired of watching him - and his partner - send her the lovey stuff they sent each other. She was so tired of them talking in private. So tired of them. Tired of everyone she'd loved leave her. Except her friends, of course, but would they ever understand? To love someone as much as she did, watch them get with her friend. Watch her slowly get replaced.
Jealosuy is a twisting, uncomfortable knot in the chest. It makes you angry. It makes you cry. It makes you depressed, adn there is nothing you can do. Nothing. You can only bite down the feeling and go on.
Posting this bc a I found it on a Pintrest thing and thought some of you needed it, ig
idk, but here. Don't be sad :D *head pats but only if ur comfortable*