When someone cuts me off and immediately gets cut off by someone else. It brings me pleasure.

I was dating this girl for a while. I thought she was the one for me. Pretty, adventurous and fun. Then I discovered my at the time best friend and her were sleeping together for a few months. I was devastated. Went into a full spiral depression for about 4 months. When I came out of it I reached out to some friends who I had not talked to since. They chose the backstabber over me. My entire friend group abandoned me. I had no one. Then I hit up an old friend from a younger age who we drifted apart because of that friend group. We started hanging out again and he introduced me to some new people. Then a few years after that he introduced me to my now wife.

Though at the time I was crushed by what they did. That "best friend" did me a huge favor and showed me that girls true side. And now I'm happier then I have ever been.

Reconnected with a guy I grew up with during Covid. He was in jail but it was just phone calls, never sent him any money. Fell madly in love with him. He was about to get out on parole after doing 4 years, and I was still homeless (10+ years), so I wanted to get my life together for when he got out.

My sister had recently moved to NC, so she came back up to CT to get me, and off I went. Got clean cold turkey, got a job, travelled back home a few times to visit him while also saving up to move back home so we could get a place.

8 months later, literally the next day after my last visit, he's not answering my calls, not texting me, nothing. Finally talk, he needs space. (Eyeroll)

I find out via Facebook that he met someone else and moved right in with her about a month after my final trip. I had been single for about 6 years before him after a hugely toxic relationship, swore never again, loved dope more than anything in the world, wouldn't give it up for anyone or anything.

In April it'll be 3 years since I moved here, 2 since he dumped me, and it's gotten easier but I'm still heartbroken, homesick AF, still trying to save up for a car and maybe one day be able to go home. But...I'm clean, got my license again, I've moved up to shift manager at my job, have a bed to sleep in every night, a roof over my head, and in about 2 weeks I'll be turning 46... never thought I'd make it past 40. .

Sorting laundry. It all goes in at once for me!