Things seem to get lost in all of the pride that you swallow and there is no happiness left in what you do. As for now, I am ready to take that new road and do what I want for me.
I admit that I have not been the perfect lover... but mostly because I couldn't even be me anymore. I was unable to express what I had become, and that caused me to make plenty of mistakes. I wish I could say that I regret everything that I did within the last 8.5 months, but I have started to feel that what happened has made it more clear as to why things didn't work. All in all, I need to stop being scared of being alone and settling for something that isn't good enough. I am in no way saying that you aren't a good person, you just aren't for me.
I think the worst mistake I made was giving a second chance.
Word of the wise: do what makes you happy.