A little off topic...

It's not right, this feeling you have. You aren't sure when it came to this. Maybe weeks ago, maybe much longer. All you know is, this feeling is not right.

You call. The other person doesn't answer. You wait for a return call and eventually it comes, but it's hours later. Maybe even days later. You ask why the person hasn't called and are made to feel like a stalker. All you are trying to do is love.

But the other person is no longer receiving.

Love shouldn't feel like this. It hurts all the time. You long for something, anything. The slightest sign that the other person is still in love with you. There was a time when you never longed for anything. There was a time when you were never left wanting more.

Now you wait. You wait for that phone call that never comes. You wait for the sound in the other person's voice that lets you know nothing has changed. You hear yourself saying words you never thought you'd say. Is that you begging for attention? For just the slightest scrap of love? That can't be you. Where has your dignity gone?

You accept so much less than you should. You accept that the other person never wants to see you anymore. You accept that the person doesn't seem to even care that you exist. You accept so little, yet you deserve so much more.

One morning you will wake up and be done. You threaten this, but you've threatened so many times your threats fall on deaf ears. There's no other choice. You have to walk away.

Do it.

Find your dignity. Remember that? You had it once. You must leave, while you still can. You will never be any younger than you are today. In time you will heal. In time you will find someone who will love you the way you deserve to be loved. It will not be as hard as you think.

We've all been there. We all regretted later that we didn't walk away before we lost too much time. Before we lost too much dignity.

Just walk away. It's the only choice.

:brokenheart: :brokenheart: :brokenheart: :brokenheart:

*Sometimes the hardest thing and the right thing are the same.*

I know this is a food/exercise site, but this situation has a direct correlation to my new healthy lifestyle and I'm sure the posting above has hit home with many of us.

So yeah, I left my boyfriend and I fell off the wagon. I gained about 5 pounds in 2 weeks and I didn't exercise at all.
Food has become my escape again :frown:

I've been going out with the girls almost every night. Who doesn't like a few yummy martinis? But I'm over it, and I'm going to get back on track. I've learned that some people will never change and I will not be treated like crap for no reason. I'm happy to have finally let go of such an unhealthy relationship, I'm just a little bummed out. I hate starting over, whether it be on my own again or with a diet.

Bleh.