I sang those words once, in front of my cheating ex and in tears. The clock had just gone past midnight.
I can still remember that night a year ago. I fully believed that my life was over. Yet, here I am. Still able to wish myself a happy birthday, my first one without him.
All I got going for me since then is a planned beauty birthday haul. And that’s pretty much how the rest of my birthdays will be – just doing a yearly makeup haul in my moments alone, when I’m not in the company of others.
Whether I’ll still cry like I did last time is up in the air.
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Bless you. I hope you find someone that truly appreciates your worth. Happy Birthday girlie.
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Thank you. Ngl, I’m not too hung up on finding that person because the cheating wasn’t one time – it was twice and it left me deeply rooted in trust issues. So for now, I’ll be just rolling naked in my makeup lol.
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Haha! That’s a great substitute though lol! 😊 taking time for yourself is definitely important. I’ve been cheated on a few times myself, had really bad trust issues for a long time. I went through absolute hell and back with my husband. It got much better. It’ll happen for you, too. Hang in there!
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Haha! That’s a great substitute though lol! Taking time for yourself is really important anyway. I was cheated on twice myself and had bad trust issues for a really long time. My husband paid dearly for their mistakes (he had to deal with my trust issues for a while) but it’s so much better between us now. Just took a little time. It’ll happen for you, too. Hang in there!
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D’awww, thanks. I think that’s another vein of the issue: the next guy shouldn’t have to pay dearly for something he didn’t do, but I’m pretty sure I’m going to be called out as a hypocrite for this by some because a guy claimed he fell in love with me but he was trying sooooo hard (this was RIGHT AFTER the second time I got cheated on) and even worse, he’s never been in a relationship before. So it’s like, um… wat. Didn’t help that he complained about me to his friends and they gunned for my head. DESPITE ME TELLING THE GUY I DIDN’T FEEL THE SAME WAY OVER. AND OVER.
Sorry… that shit still burns my insides.
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