I had a lot of ups and downs since then. With the help of some amazing friends, my siblings who are all close, a lot of time off, a bit of counseling, a long journey to happiness…I can say that I’m happy. I learned my worth. I learned that I was too good for him. I learned that I didn’t need a relationship to be happy. It’s been 8 years. He’s been engaged twice more since our relationship. He did get married, and has a son, and still asks about me. Just recently he popped into my workplace hoping to see me. I was on vacation. Lol. He told a coworker that it was the biggest mistake that he ever made, and that he wasn’t happy in his current relationship.
The day I returned home my life spiralled out of control so fast. My Mom was feeling sick so I brought her to the hospital. They kept her overnight for tests, and broke the news the next day that she had stage 4 stomach cancer, and given a month to live. She never came home from the hospital. I NEVER left her side, and I slept every night in a hard wooden chair next to her bed. But I refused to leave because she said she didn’t want to be alone. My siblings were struggling with flights home, and finding baby sitters for kids. So I was with her everyday, and would go home to quickly shower twice a week when someone else took my spot.