i dont think you ever really fall out of love with anyone. my first gilrfriend was insane (as in, sectioned to a hospital, released, addicted to coke, sent to detox) and wasnt great to be with for a lot of the relationship. it drained the fuck out of me trying to help her, so i stopped, cos it was taking me down too.
fastforward a few years and i bump into her again. despite all she put me through i fell right back into trying to help her in vain. i’ve had to cut her off completely, cos i cant just see her a s a friend, and she ruins me. its a matter of self preservation. its been over 5 years now, and i still feel sick in my stomach when i think about her, and beat myself up for “failing” to help her.
i dont think i’ll ever stop loving her, no matter what she did. sounds cheesy but there will always be a place in my heart for her. and we didnt go out for a tenth of time yoru friend was with her man. i cant imagine how she must feel.
raver’s right. all you can do is be there and listen to her as she vocalises her thoughts, be supportive and hope she makes her own way out. and chocolate and icecream always helps 😉
