This is a shoutout to my ex

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Shoutout to my ex!

I’ve been wanting to write this blog post for quite a while now, and seeing as my theme for February is love, I thought this would be the perfect time.

I’ve learnt so much from my past relationships, I wanted to share some of the lessons I’ve learnt, good and bad, over the past 5-6 years.

Funnily enough, I actually think it’s the guys who acted like complete a**holes that taught me the most, especially when it comes to self worth and confidence.

So, without further ado, here’s a shoutout to a few of my ex boyfriends, I’ll try to keep it PG, but I’m not promising anything…

The first love

Ahhh, first love. I remember it so well, we were practically inseparable! That said, when I got ready to start sixth form, I realised just how constricting our relationship was and how much I enjoyed being independent. Our break up was messy, and it broke my heart to hurt you. But breaking up was the right thing to do, and I’m glad I had the courage to end it before things got worse.

You taught me that no relationship is worth compromising my independence for.

The f*ckboy

Oh god, this one makes my blood boil. Every moment with you was a waste of time, now that I look back. Again and again you ended things, and again and again I came back believing that this time it would really work. How stupid is that?! I cared too much and you cared too little.

Fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice, shame on me. Never again, will I allow myself to be treated with so little respect.

The older one

Our romance was a whirlwind. We went from just meeting, to spending every other day together in a matter of hours. As the months went on, we realised just how far apart our lives were, and there were things you were dealing with that I simply could not understand. I was gutted when you called time, but I understand why.

You taught me to open my heart and love fearlessly.

The absent one

Our relationship never got off the ground because, HELLO, every time it started to you disappeared! You still keep tabs on me, and for now I’m ok with that. I’m a black and white person, so I find your insistence on sitting in the grey areas infuriating.

You taught me there’s nothing wrong with asking for what you want, and to feel confident about it.