Today, I am finally brave enough to admit a truth. That I broke up with my bf of 5yrs. We actually endedour r/s 1-oddish mth ago. I was always in a denial, hoping probably its all just a bad dream. But I came to realise it isn't. That my life is not so perfect anymore.
I am lucky I had the support of many. Including my ex-bf, who was always there for me. We tried making it work again, but we just had too much problems between us.
I had suicidal thoughts, only to be dissuaded by him. He is truely a great guy. I had no regrets falling in love with him even though the outcome wasn't what I expected at all, not him either I guess.
I finally have the courage to put my status in FB under single. It isn't bad being single, just that its unfamiliar. I guess I will just have to make the best out of it.
I finally realise at age 24, life isn't a bed of roses. There are many many thorns below. I jus hope it isn't too late.
Memories with him is painful but precious nonetheless. Very very precious, they are in fact the happiest 5yrs of my life.
They are so many unpredictable suff in life that it makes life interesting. I am sure I will get thru this. I will be on my bed of roses again rising from the thorns.
No matter what happens, he always always have a very very special place in my heart. Always have, always will. I love you, km.
