One thought that plagues my mind.

I can’t get it out of my head that from her perspective I am so unbelievably awful that I’m the only thing that needed to be changed in her life.

It wasn’t her school program, it wasn’t any of her relationships with her advisors or colleagues, it’s not any difficulties with her family or friends…. It was just me that was the problem, and cutting me off was easy as hell.

Now she can move forward and have the perfect life of her choosing.

I’m hell for both of us…