Dear Anita,

I’m not sure what happened. I feel like I kept accepting less and less over time. By certain point, I feel like I just wanted his presence even if it didn’t match the requirements I set. I’m scared to see how much I accommodated. I know I shouldn’t have and I regret it a lot. But I think what hurts me the most is that somehow I ended up in this position where I’m just begging for him to not hate me. I don’t want him walking away thinking I was a crazy person because that’s what he keeps telling me.

I know we are not getting back together anymore. A lot has changed this time around from the other times that we broke up. I think I’m just dependent on his presence and what he has given me in the past.