Where to begin? The feeling of inadequacy, feeling foolish about not seeing the red flags, letting myself be vulnerable around you. I created this narrative in my head where somehow I get my happy ending but I guess when you watch too many Disney movies growing up, you can get relationships easily twisted.
It’s so easy to find fault internally and to resign one’s self with thoughts of being that Old crazy Catlady who lives alone and knits sweaters in her spare time.
I still wonder what you’re up to and how you’re doing despite everything. I’m glad you found your forever, maybe I still have a chance at finding mine…