February 4th:

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learning to hate you as
a self defense mechanism

She messaged me today, I didnt fall apart like I would have 2 weeks ago. I was just happy to know I was worth messaging. I had the best feeling I've had for a while. Then she went on "I missed texting you! I missed having you as a friend !".   Back to where we started, friends. But friend   wasn't enough, when would it ever be enough. I attempted to be friendly but sometimes I would get out of hand.  These times were when she needed a friend to talk about the cute girl in her dance class, or the shy girl in the hallway. I wasn't ready for that, I wasn't ready for her to move on. I hoped she was baiting me but she had no intention. That was when I started being what I needed to be, I started hating her. It was the only way I knew how to get over her. Hoping that by hating her she'd be less of the girl I needed. So I held on to that feeling, I held on to what I felt when she called it over, when she no longer wanted me.

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