It’s been a long time coming but I ended things with my on/off person. He’s been one of my favourite people to write about on this blog but in the end I realised that I was holding onto something that was hurting me.

I have such a tendency to see the good in others, see their potential. But it’s like I’m seeing what I want to see when I do that. Instead of what was right in front of me. Which happened to be a million things that didn’t work for me.

The stop and go communication

The inconsistency of his messages

That he never agreed to meet me in public

That he was never in a position to make plans or look ahead

That he’d never put in any effort in meeting me but he told me he’d been trying to meet another woman for ages and got upset when it didn’t work out

That he never told me things about himself or his life

That he left me on read more times than I can count

That he’d say he’d do things for me and then he didn’t actually do those things

That he had the link to this blog but didn’t read it until I told him I wrote about him extensively on it

That he never asked me any questions about myself and when I asked him about it he told me I was always so open so there was no need for it

That I never really knew how he felt about me

He was telling me who he was all along. I just wasn’t believing it.