So my boyfriend of over two years dumped me a week ago. I was destroyed. Why did it come to an end? He said he wasn't happy anymore, we drifted apart, and he needs time to work on himself. I know it wasn't easy for him to come to this decision, and in some ways it was very mature of him. I was destroyed though. I still fucking love the doofus. I care about him a lot. We lived together....
Where am I now? I packed my sh*t up and went back to my parents. And I already hate being back with them. My ex and I still keep in touch. We text and call each other regularly. He said we are still good friends and that he still wants me in my life. I don't know if that will hurt me more in the long run though. But for now we still talk and hang out.
I would really appreciate it if if your comments refrained from bad mouthing my ex. He is in no way a bad person, he just needs time to himself.
Anyway...I got a dog. I adopted him at the animal shelter last Friday. He has settled in pretty nicely at my families house.
ISN'T HE A CUTIE PIE?! Great things about dogs? They won't dump you.