Some days i feel good but why can’t my mind accept that he was keeping me as a backup while telling me he loved me? Was i really that bad to deserve being treated like a second option? I genuinely loved him. What can i do now? Those memories of him talking to someone else feel like a cage i can’t escape.

I can’t accept that his cheating was his fault…Why do i still blame myself and feel like i wasn’t enough…

Why cant i stop questioning my worth…