You fall for a guy without even realizing that he could be the one to tear you apart. You don’t even imagine that he might hurt you more than you’ve been hurt ever before.
Why would he? Because he’s the kind of guy who doesn’t know how to love. And even when you give him every piece of yourself, he still manages to hurt you and tear your heart into shreds.
At one point in my life, I fell for a man with a kind personality and pure heart. He seemed like someone who’d never hurt me, even if he wanted to.
But I now realize that looks can be deceiving and you never know what’s hiding behind the mask.
Still, before I figured that out, I let my heart fall for him. I let him win me over and become the one and only man I can’t live without.
I opened up to him and showed him all those parts of myself that I’d been hiding for too long. My scars, fears, and wounds from the past – I shared them all because he felt like the only person who could understand me.
He told me that he’d been hurt before and that he knows how it feels when someone tears your heart into millions of pieces. I guess that’s what made me trust him even more.
I figured that someone who knows what pain feels like doesn’t intend on hurting you. He’s familiar with the burning sensation you feel in your chest when someone breaks your heart, so I assumed that he could never do that to me.
I was telling these lies to myself because I truly saw the good in him. When I looked at him, I saw a person whose pure heart makes this world a better place.
But then it all changed once he started to show me his real face. He took off his mask and I finally saw who he actually was.
A gloomy man with a dark heart who has no idea how to love someone. He can pretend for a while, but once he gets bored of it, he then shows you how a nice face can cover a lot of negative traits.
Even when I realized that he’s not as good as I pictured him, I still wanted to stay by his side. I wanted to show him that there’s good in everyone and that not every person he meets in his life will leave him.
His harsh words were hurting me but I still decided to stay. The tone of his voice made me physically sick, but I still wanted to give him a chance.
I guess that I tried to prove to myself that you can change people for the better if you love them the right way. You can help the ray of light enter their heart after it’s been in the dark for too long.
But the consequences of my actions took me to a place where I finally realized that those who don’t know how to love can’t be taught otherwise. You can’t pressure anyone to change the core of who they are if they’re not willing to work on themselves.
You can only let them hurt you deeper and stronger. And that’s not what I wanted to happen.
I couldn’t let myself feel more pain when what I was already going through felt unbearable.
I willingly chose to try to fix a broken man, and even when I realized that my attempts were futile, I kept trying. My heart was hurting but I still decided to commit to the goal. I was determined to not give up on him.
Until one day I woke up and realized that I’d forgotten who I am. I spent too much time trying to give love to someone who didn’t know how to love at all.
And by doing that, the only person who was changing was me. I was changing for the worse.
A smile on my face was replaced with a straight line of disbelief. The hope that used to shine out of my eyes was now replaced with utter sadness.
My friends couldn’t recognize me anymore and when I finally gained the courage to look at my reflection in the mirror, I realize that I didn’t recognize myself either.
The person I saw there didn’t look anything like me. She was different. Broken. Lost.
You could see that from the way she carried her body.
Her heart was empty. There was no love in it as she’d given all of it to someone else. And what did she get for it – nothing in return.
When I saw myself in the mirror, it suddenly hit me: This isn’t the kind of life I want to lead. I don’t want to spend my days trying to love someone who has no idea how to love.
No matter how much effort I put in, I knew that my work would always be in vain. It would always feel as if I was wasting my time and energy on all of the wrong things.
And then, to make matters even worse, I wouldn’t get anything back. No positive feedback, no emotions that could make this journey worth the pain.
That’s when I realized that I had to stop. I can’t fix this man who’s already broken. I can’t do it all on my own.
If he wants to be the way he is, then there’s nothing I can do to change that. But I can certainly change the way people around me are making me feel.
And since he’d been breaking me apart, bending me backward day after day, the only thing I could do is leave him forever. Even if he begged me to stay, I had to go. For the sake of my sanity.
If you ever fell for a man who didn’t know how to love then you’re probably all too familiar with the feelings I described. You know how it feels to give someone every part of you and they decide to crush it all with zero remorse.
In cases like this, you’ve only got two options. You can choose to stay and let him ruin your life completely – let him change everything about you.
Or you can leave him and save yourself from the damaging hands of the one who doesn’t know how to love.
It won’t be easy, but at least you’ll know that you’re doing the right thing.