J is for jealous

Today I remember a particularly toxic period in a relationship I was in, with screaming and crying and jealous calls and messages, and checking up on him all the time. Where he was who he was with.. checking his phone for messages, spending entire weekends with him to be sure of his movements.

Thank god for Denn, and his loving consistency and for never ever putting me through any of this roller coaster.


Author: c

my world, out of your reach

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