We were talking since September so maybe 3 or 4 months.....it was a short time I know but we spent everyday with each other. We never agreed on a relationship, but the last week in December was my birthday weekend I wanted to spend it with him. So we went to Atlanta for 3 days he drove I paid for the hotels, Atlanta is 4 hours from where I live. The weekend was awful he left me in the hotel for 3 hours only to see his friends. He called me fat...he blamed everything on me. He only said sorry through a text message bit in person. Then he injured me and left me at the scene where I could of died. Then when I was at the hospital I found out he was trying to talk to my friend behind my back. I’m still heartbroken but idk why I miss him. I been praying but I still feel this way. 💔