“We’ve reached the point in our relationship where we shouldn’t hide things from each other anymore,” J said as he dropped me off at my apartment after another fight on the matter.
My relationship with J roughly spanned twelve months from 2018 through 2019. It was rife, to say the least. I’ve circled through phases of anger, depression, and self-loathing in the period since we’ve ended things. My ex was a troubled individual who had a lot of personal issues to sort through. I've had months to accept that I was not responsible for a history of abuse, identity issues, and the like.