I Was in a Toxic Relationship and Didn’t Know It
I didn’t know I was in a toxic relationship.
Why, you ask? Fantastic question. A question I’ve asked myself many a time.
I have no idea.
Well, okay, I have some ideas. Let’s see…
- I loved him. — Or did I? I mean, I know I did love my college boyfriend as much as I could at the time, but the more that I have thought about it, the more I’m curious if I needed him more than I loved him.
We were the “sewn-at-the-hip” type. We’d become one, which I’d thought was adorable at the time. Wow, we must be the best couple because our lives are one. We graduated from the same college, we moved in together, we eventually worked together at the same restaurant. From there, we had the same friends, the same hobbies, the same amount of money. Only- then we didn’t. I wanted more. I went out with my/our friends, I gained new hobbies, I was promoted at the restaurant. I was branching off and he felt left behind. He started to resent me for wanting more than watching the same action/adventure movie over and over. (No offense, man. I just can’t watch any of those for a good ten years or so.)
2. I had something to prove. — I had to prove to myself that love could be eternal. You see, my parents finalized their divorce the very day we had our second date…
