Week 3 NC

Oh please tell me this end,
Or eases at least.
The thought he will be off having sex with whomever he chooses without any feelings of remorse or sadness, while I haven’t eaten for 3 weeks, and continue having panic attacks and crying daily is just so hard.

The visuals keep coming to my head of him setting up his dates, kissing them the way he did me, cooking for them the way he did for me is just an indescribable pain.

6 years of my life. Stolen.

All I can believe is karma must find him at some point. Anyone else going through this fresh agony?

🙏🙏🙏