Okay so I had this girlfriend, if you follow me or you’ve come across my posts, you would know. ANYWAYS, I met her my freshman year in high school and I was avoiding the “ I’m gay “ conversation. Eventually, my sophomore year, we started dating and everything was great at first. Eventually her mom found out and we just decided to keep it a secret from everyone. Everyone. I think that’s what made her think it was okay ( I’ll explain in a bit ). Our relationship was good. We had our ups downs, but it was okay. Come our one year anniversary... I found out she had cheated on me with a guy. And you know how I found out? He told me. He thought we were just friends. It really hurt me, but I rallied for the next day at school. Our anniversary. I told her I had a present for her and made her wait with her eyes closed and I brought the boy over. I made her open her eyes, she saw him and her face DROPPED. She apologized profusely. Then, sporadically, I found out she had cheated on me with other girls and I was obviously hurt by it. The only good thing to come from this quarantine is that I don’t have to see her at all until about July. She’s been someone I’ve been trying to cut loose since I found out in October of 2019. And I’m happy to say that I’ve found out more about myself and who I am as a writer and it’s beautiful. It’s honestly beautiful to watch yourself become the person you could have been without them. It’s refreshing and liberating. I won’t be the crazy ex, I’ve washed and folded her clothes in order to give them back to her. I tosses the love letters. I burned the pictures. I’m erasing her from my memory. And in the process of doing all of this? I found someone better. And it’s amazing to be with someone who is so proud to have me and be with me and doesn’t hide who she is and who she is with.