so a couple months back I made this post about how my boyfriend ( at the time) made me pick between him and a picture on my instagram.

I went back to the post and read the comments and just thought “wow I should have listened.” Here’s a little story time.

Before I met my boyfriend, about 6 months earlier, i had sex with this guy i was seeing. Things didn’t work out romantically but we ended up being super great friends and put everything in the past. We weren’t super attached to each other because of the fact we had sex, but because we bonded over cool things like acting and art, feelings were just at a friendship level, nothing more.

My boyfriend had a problem w the fact me and him were friends even though i told him things were way back in the past and that we were just friends. Out of respect for him, I stopped hanging out with him outside of school, and if we were to see each other out of school, it would be w a huge group setting, like the theatre company meeting up to get lunch or so. I had a different level of maturity when it came to this situation. I knew what would be right or wrong when it came to hanging out with the guy from the past.. we probably saw each other like twice and it would be in a group setting. Long story short my boyfriend got too jealous of the fact me and that guy were on good terms, and made me cut him off.. even though me and him never talked much after i graduated from high school.

About 4 months later, he started accusing me of cheating. It was really out of the blue. I remember spending nights crying to him telling him that I felt lonely and that i wanted friends. Of course I did have friends but they would all soon be leaving, and i would be stuck here at home because i was going to a community school. I only spent my time with him and would go home and spend time with my family. He also did have my location.. so he could see where I was at at all times. He only thought I cheated on him because I had to go to rehearsals for theatre.. and the guy from the past was there. What are we gonna do? Fuck in the dressing room? No.

It got so bad to the point I unattached myself from him and the relationship. I have so many other stories but y’all would be here for too long. Anyways we broke up, and i was a mess. Don’t get me wrong i did love him and did anything for him. I tried to prove to him I didn’t cheat.. and got tired. When we broke up I was such a mess for about 2 or 3 days.

I realized I had to realize who tf I WAS! I realized you’re not gonna tell me who I can and cannot be friends with. I realized I was way to pretty to be dealing with a boy who was way to insecure that he had to put me down to feel better. So I got my ass up and looked for someone who I deserve. But not only that, deserves ME.

Ima update y’all soon cause sis the tea is gonna get JUICY 💓