I miss the good times. I don’t miss the incredible jealousy, having to slowly shed all my female friends. I don’t miss arguments because some girl heart reacted my fb post. I don’t miss the gaslighting. I don’t miss just having to give her her way because she would never compromise, or see something from someone else’s perspective.

I miss the year where I thought she was honest about being over her jealousy issues, when she wanted to be Poly. Where I could at least have healthy friendships again, while still being with her. Where I thought maybe I could fix things, turn our relationship around. But all of that was a mirage. She didn’t stop being jealous because she had changed. She stopped being jealous because she was done, and just leaving me slowly, and wanted to date another guy so she’d have another relationship to catch her when she left.