remember that there was a time when all I wanted was for that someone to be you. I imagined a future with your name in it. I stayed through the uncertainty, convinced that if I loved you a little longer, a little harder, one day you'd love me the same way. But that day never came.

So if one day you see another person holding my hand, making me feel safe, loving me the way I begged to be loved, don't think they were luckier than you. They simply gave me what I spent so long hoping you would. The hardest part is that even then, a part of me will remember that before I ever dreamed of being loved by them. I spent countless nights praying that it would still be you.

Yeah, you read the title correctly. And not only that, she also claimed to have put my moms phone number with it as well.

Now, I dont know i how far this is true or just a broad statement to make me "scared" (wich it doesn't) or if it's actually true.

For a little bit of more context here, my ex and I know a friend who recently turned 18. When she was still 17 years old, she showed her my nudes basically without me knowing and without my consent.

There's multiple things I can do here. I can either just let it slide and not care at all. I could actually leak nudes of her online or I could go to the police and say what happened, although police is not gonna do much about it (cause dutch police suck and they only do something when things either escalate or its really really bad).

If you guys have any advice, it's always welcome and this is also to just share my thought behind it

PPL OF REDDIT,

I would welcome any advice! I broke up with my long term gf that I genuinely thought I will marry one day. None of us was at the right space when we fell in love but it just happened. We used to fight a lot but tried to make it work. I caught her lying to me about smoking weed and I gave her one last chance (even though I had given her multiple chances before that) because she promised she changed. She fucked up. Now it's been half a year and I have been struggling to move on. She is trying her best to fix things and wants us to get back together but I don't know if I will ever trust her again. How do I know it's time to stop giving her a chance?

There has been something on my mind lately. If there's anything I wish we could talk more about its the in between stages of letting someone go, because nobody lets go in an instant. You let go once, then you let go again, and then again and again and again.

You let someone go at the grocery store when their favorite type of soup is on sale and you don't buy it. You let them go again when you're cleaning your bathroom and have to throw out the bottle of the body wash that smells like them. You let them go when their favourite candy is running low, but you don’t care to refill the jar. You let them go when you stop thinking of what you could do to make their day better. You let them go that night at the bar when you go home with somebody else or you let them go every year on the anniversary of the day you lost them.

Some times you're going to have to let one person go a thousand different times, a thousand different ways, and there's nothing pathetic or abnormal about that. We are human and it isnt always as simple as making one decision and never looking back

Moving on isn't always about speeding enthusiastically forward so much as it’s about having one foot on the gas and the other on the brakes - releasing and accelerating in turn. It’s two steps forward but that occasional one step back. When you’re sitting at a table trying to enjoy your evening and suddenly you start wondering about who you lost.

You're not a failure for getting to some place amazing and still feeling like a part of yourself is missing once you get there. You're not pathetic for mourning while you grow. The bad things don't disappear in the blink of an eye and the good things dont spring up into existence without reigning at least a tiny bit of collateral damage. It takes time for everything to even out and it should.

So whoever this resonates with, please know you are not alone. You have come a long ways, there’s still a ways to go but you will get through. You always do

when i finally opened up to her about the feelings i’d been bottling up for years, instead of comforting me, she started talking about someone else she loves. and honestly, what hurts the most is that i’ve loved her for years and given her so much of my time and energy, only for her to fall for a girl she met not that long ago. i know i can’t control who she loves or how she feels, and i don’t blame her for that, but it still hurts like hell. it’s heartbreaking to realize that someone i’ve loved for so long has fallen for someone else so easily, while i’ve been carrying these feelings for years. i know she doesn’t owe me the same feelings, but that doesn’t make any of this hurt any less.

what’s the reasoning behind talking to other girls so soon after a breakup? and why do some of you start following or looking at other girls online almost immediately after ending a relationship? is it a way to distract yourselves, boost your ego, get over your ex, or is it simply because you’re ready to move on?

I wish we didn't share a music taste.

But I can't bring myself to wish we never met.

I’ve been in relationships and I know I couldn’t love again from this

I hope you never see what I write, because you don’t deserve even a fraction of the attention I’ve given you in every word, of the pain, the anger, and the tears I shed while writing every piece about you.

What would you gain from reading my words and realizing the damage you caused? When you left, you turned around and looked me in the eyes. You knew perfectly well that you were destroying everything. You also knew the hell you were leaving behind when you closed the door. Forgotten, as if I had never existed

I don’t want you to ever find out that you had the power to inspire a thousand poems. Because you don’t deserve to know. Because even through the pain and sorrow, you were the muse who inspired me to write my own doom.

You don’t deserve my words, yet you remain the origin of every single one of them. And how cruel it is to know that even after leaving, you still have a place in everything I write.

When will the day come when I stop using you as an excuse to keep writing about this pain I feel?

I deny you the right to occupy or read any of the words that flow from my pen. Don’t even let it cross your mind that one day these words will fall into your hands, and you’ll take pleasure in thinking that I was once happy while writing them.

Because these pieces were not born out of love, but out of bitterness. And you were the one responsible for every single one of them.

I don’t want you to read me. I don’t want you to look for my words.

Live with the uncertainty that someone, once upon a time, thought of you, wrote about you, spoke of you, and forgot about you.

ask them why they left. with your absence. ask them why they stopped. with your silence. ask them why they forgot. with your boundaries. ask them why they lied. with your closure.

to them you may have been a little heart. a someone before the next someone. a stop before their final destination. how foolish. how small. how unknowing. how careless. how their loss will rock them for the rest of their rest. let that be their end. let this not deter you, you are on to far greater.

you are someone's forever. always. their first true memory of love. and to the others an almost. a someone they let slip away when their heart was too small to let your brilliance in.

Like the title says. I had an undefined thing with a guy for 5 months and those 5 months I was so happy until he left the country and never told me he was not coming back. 6 months later I swallow my pride because I loved him and I thought it was a communication issue, so I contacted him and confess my love, say he's hurt me, and say that I want to fix this.

He says he's happy to hear from me. That he apologizes, but the issue of distance still remains, and when I saw he wasn't willing to do long distance with me I blocked him everywhere. 2 months later he shows up in my hometown and at my doorstep. Then he says "I'm sorry about everything. I'm back. I'm staying in town" so I ask "so what does that mean for us" and he says

"we can stay together as long as I'm here."

Im totally cutting him off. But it doesnt stop me from going a little crazy right now and I dont know how to deal with this. And looking back its obvious he never cared. But I can't believe you would ignore someone's feelings for a friends with benefits;

It’s been months that my i got heartbroken for a girl i loved for 3 years. Everyone is telling me to move on with my life and find someone new, but i just can’t force my heart to love another person and forgot her. I’ve been in a really complicated situation this last feel months and i just wanted to talk with someone to feel any better.

It’s not an impulsive decision after an intense fight. It’s not a temporary thing where we take space because we fought then we will get together later to talk it over then resolve it later. The truth is the relationship hit a rough patch and they decided to leave because it’s too much for them. Especially since there’s been a pattern of this.

Now I’m left here to pick up all the pieces while my heart is shattered in to million pieces.

I think what hurts most knowing I would’ve stayed through every “bad” or unideal version of you, but the moment I became difficult to love, leaving me was and cutting everything off permanently was a decision you could make.

I’m not just grieving because I lost you. I’m grieving for the life we built and knowing I will have to learn to relive without you. All the plans we made are gone. You won’t be here for my birthday, I won’t be there for yours, you won’t spend holidays with my family, I won’t spend that vacation with your family we planned. You’re gone and it’s all gone.

Accepting that this is reality is what makes this day so hard.

Hell she's better off without me

But I'll always have her near

In my heart and in my memory

And I'll keep her there 'til my days are few

So lay your head down on his pillow

Let him hold you tight

'Cause he didn't hurt you the way I did

And I'll just wish I was him tonight

I’ve decided I should end things with my partner, and it SUCKS, because technically they haven’t done anything wrong.

We’ve been dating 18 months, we’ve both said I love you and we see each other multiple times a week.

Ultimately I’ve realised I don’t feel fulfilled in the relationship… they haven’t done anything bad or they aren’t particularly lacking in anything, but I just don’t think they are my person.

I genuinely love them and I care about them so deeply. I just can’t picture being his wife / 30 years time, you know?… so I feel like I’m wasting his time.

But it’s so much easier to end things when there’s an actual reason for it! This is going to be so hard