I've been going in and out of feeling okay with this. Sometimes I feel super strong.
"Fuck him, his loss"
"He'll regret throwing away someone he loved over one big fight"
"I tried, he just quit"
"He didn't really care, obviously"
Other times, I feel weak. I feel at fault. I feel completely empty. I try to think the things I could've done differently, or how I could've changed myself. And thats the worst.
Relationships are the hardest things to deal with, especially when you're the only one dedicated enough to put in your all and to grow and to help the other person through. The only thing I have left to do is move on and forget it all. There's nothing else for me to do.