The opposite of love is not hate, it is indifference.

29 Sep, 2026

I've changed as a person. I no longer care as much I used to. My ex-boyfriend or ex-situationship (whatever) abandoned me. He called me begging for me back, telling me that he loves me, misses me, needs me. I told him that he can't tell me any of that because he is in a new relationship. I asked him to decide. And he did. He chose her.

I suppose I am not upset at all about this. Quite the contrary, I am glad that she took him away from me. Now, I do not have to deal with his toxic temper, his immaturity and him making me feel anxious because he was constantly black mailing me. I feel free.

Knowing that I do not care about him at all is scary to me. I have always been the one who cries at night, the one who begs people to be near me, the one who hates being abandoned. But I feel nothing towards him. I feel ice cold. So I feel like something inside of me broke in a way that is irreparable and not because of him. He is not capable of doing this much damage. I do not know what happened.