I had this relationship once with a guy whom I really loved. He was my college sweetheart. We've been together since first semester of our first year. We were so sweet, so happy like nothing in the world can stop us nor can separate us.
But I admit that sometimes, I am an authoritarian. I am, somehow, a perfectionist. I hated it when he fails his quizzes or examinations. I hated it when he doesn't understand the instructions for our homework and ended up doing it for him. All because I wanted him to pass and for us to graduate together.
As years passed, same set-up happened. But one day, he changed. After our retreat, he became the man he said he'll never be. He started texting and flirting with other girls. We took a cool-off after graduation last March 2016. And, went back together last June 2016. But still, he had his side chick. Another girl.
He stopped texting the girl after my birthday and we started all over again. But August 2016 was the most heartbreaking part of my life. Again, he cheated on me. He was courting another girl while we were still together. They contacted and texted each other until December of the same year. No matter how hard I tried to stop them, they just find another way to keep their communication on.
In the span of 4 months, my love for him was slowly fading away. January of 2017, we tried to sort things out. We tried to start all over again. We were okay until the first week of March came. Again, he cheated on me for the 4th time. I told myself that that will be the last time he'll be doing this to me. I tried to save our relationship one last time but, he had already decided.
I have also decided to move on. Now, even though I'm still coping up on being alone, I am happy because I saved myself from another possible heartbreak. I am now on the process of knowing my worth. All the heartbreaks were worth it; they happened for a reason.