Friday, January 5, 2018

My Own Truth

I have never been so confused about my own feelings more in my entire life than I have been over the last month. Normally I’m quite aware of what I feel. Whether it’s right or wrong it didn’t matter. It was real and it was mine but now…I just don’t know.

Am I jealous? Is that still possible? Am I afraid? Am I competitive? Am I in love? In lust? Infatuated?

I feel as though my own truth has been turned on me. I can’t say he doesn’t really love you if he’s with me and then turn around and say sex means nothing a man can cheat on you and still love you. Or maybe it’s because I know that and that is what’s bothering me. That someone else actually means something. But still I can find comfort in the fact that I’m not the one being deceived. I just have to keep reminding myself that I know the truth.

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