We still tried to call it love after it broke us. I missed all the good times, but I knew those would forever be memories and the good times were over. I tried to live two years of my life thinking somehow this twisted relationship would work and on the other hand, I was messing up my own life. I let him mess me up in ways I told myself I wasn’t going to let anyone do. But, I really thought it was love. My mistake. My stupid mistake. You really learn a lot after you lose yourself. You learn how to deal with these things, how to pick yourself back up, it definitely makes you stronger. I may still be picking up my pieces and trying to fix myself, but I can say that I came out of this pretty strong. I realized, how much I didn’t need him, he was just trying to pull me down with him. I will never again let that happen, I am too good for that.