When friendships and relationships fall apart, we often replay the situation repeatedly, trying to pinpoint where things went wrong. Was it the argument that ended it? Was it a single moment that changed everything? Or was the problem always there, lurking beneath the surface, waiting for the inevitable?
That’s what happened with us.
Maybe you were blindsided by how things fell apart, but I wasn’t. The only thing that surprised me was the way you reacted—not the fact that our relationship had reached its breaking point.
The truth is, I saw the signs long before the ending came. I noticed the way you only spoke to me when it was convenient for you, how I was always an afterthought, always second to someone or something more important. I waited for you to prove me wrong, to show me that I mattered just as much as the people you prioritized without a second thought. But that never happened.
Do you know what it feels like to be a convenient person in someone’s life? To be the one who is always there, ready to listen, only to realize that the energy and effort you pour into someone is never reciprocated? It’s a special kind of loneliness, one that sneaks up on you. It’s something that makes you question your worth, even when you know, deep down, that the problem isn’t you.
So, I stopped trying.
I stopped reaching out. I stopped making myself available for someone who only remembered me when they needed something. And, for the first time, you noticed. Suddenly, my absence became something you had to acknowledge. You weren’t used to me keeping my distance, weren’t used to me prioritizing myself the way I had spent years prioritizing you.
Could I have said something? Could I have laid it all out, told you exactly how you made me feel? Sure. But I already knew how that conversation would go. You would’ve gaslit me, made me feel like I was imagining things, and twisted my words until, somehow, I was the problem.
So I chose silence.
I realized that people who care about you don’t need you to tell them to treat you with respect. People who see you, who truly value you, don’t make you feel invisible. And people who genuinely want to be in your life don’t make you question whether or not you belong there.
I wish I had seen it sooner. I wish I had walked away the first time I felt like an option rather than a priority. But I know better now. Now, I refuse to hold space for people who only acknowledge me when it benefits them.
You didn’t lose me because of one incident. You lost me because, for a long time, I was losing myself trying to matter to you. And the moment I realized I deserved better, there was no turning back.
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