Feels weird

Dated the same guy for 3 years. A bit before the anniversary of the day we became a couple, he dumped me. Said he couldn’t make me happy and wanted to work on himself. I knew he was right, so I let him go. And now I’m realizing he really didn’t do much at all. I keep stumbling across pictures, things I’ve saved to remind me of the things we’ve done and dates we’ve had, art of him I’ve drawn in a love struck stupor. And I know he never kept that much around. He didn’t take pictures of me, never saved memes I sent him, always threw his movie tickets and dance tickets away. The only pictures of me he has are the nudes he saved and an old copy or two of our old school dance pictures. I never saw the ring I gave him, or the bear I gave him either.

And I’m mad at myself for putting up with that and grateful he brought up us splitting up first. But I should be mad at him, not thankful he released me from a bad relationship I was clinging so desperately to. It’s not fun.