Before i said it, i just want to say, i was deeply in love with my ex. Deeply. And WAS. Not anymore. But i was in love with him. I still love him but i cant say that im IN love with him anymore.

It wasnt just that i was in love, but i felt so comfortable around him. I could say anything and do anything and he was ok with it. To this day hanging out has never been a problem. We are always cool when we hang out but its over text and phone when things always got rocky.

I cant tell you how many....HUNDREDS...of dollars i spent on him for his uber rides because he didnt have a car. To my house. From work to home and home to work. To his house and other places. Whatever he wanted i gave it to him. I had no problem doing that til a couple of months ago. Then i started to resent him for it. He never saved money. So he cant pay for a car or pay for drivers ed. Cant pay for anything. His aunt maintains his disability as she is the payee. For both that and his work check.

I did so much for him because i literally thought this was the guy i was gonna marry. We even talked about it. Talked about moving in.

He was just addicted to drugs amongst being beyond broke and mentally unstable. And when i read that back to myself NOW...i see it as a disaster.

Anyway yea. Just wanted to share my story.