I made so many bad choices all involving the same person. He was in trouble with a violent family and said he was being abused. He was different and liked being different. He was kinda reckless and wild and turned to me for help. He liked being happy and loud and loud music and being individuals. He brought me out of my shell and life was fun again. His family turned the whole town against us. Made up lies and had everyone spying on us trying to get me arrested. They would come into my work and complain (I was a server), My managers would be on my side...but after awhile it got too stressful with his family following me around trying to wreck my job and saying how I stole their son from them. Everyone hated us and talked about us for years. It was us against everyone. I gave up my family, my jobs, and all of my friends for him. For 5 years. Then recently...
We ran out of money and had a hard time finding jobs. He started to change. He started to be a different person...changed his hair, stopped wearing metal clothes, hid his piercings, and tried to fit in with the people we used to hate. But the worst part for me...he is a part of his family now. After all the things they did to us, and all the lies they spread about us...he is with them.
And he doesn't get why that tears me apart and makes me question my decision to give up everything for him. If I was wrong to go with him and believe him...it makes me a bad person. It makes me a really bad person that will end up burnign in hell. | |
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