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Not a relationship... just a cycle

Lolaaaa

Favoured Frenzy
I wasn’t her man… I was just someone she came to when she felt like it. No consistency… no effort… just random late-night texts “hey, I need you”… never “I miss you” or “how are you.” And every time… I showed up… thinking it meant something… but it didn’t. I was just filling a gap… a temporary fix she could switch on and off. When I needed the same energy… silence… or a block. Then she’d come back again… same cycle… like nothing happened. That’s when it hit me… I wasn’t being chosen… I was being used… politely. No labels… no drama… just convenience. And slowly… it eats your self-respect. So I stopped… stopped being available… stopped replying just because she texted… stopped giving energy where I’m not valued. Because real connection doesn’t come and go… it stays… it shows up… it respects you. Anything else… is just a distraction.
 
I wasn’t her man… I was just someone she came to when she felt like it. No consistency… no effort… just random late-night texts “hey, I need you”… never “I miss you” or “how are you.” And every time… I showed up… thinking it meant something… but it didn’t. I was just filling a gap… a temporary fix she could switch on and off. When I needed the same energy… silence… or a block. Then she’d come back again… same cycle… like nothing happened. That’s when it hit me… I wasn’t being chosen… I was being used… politely. No labels… no drama… just convenience. And slowly… it eats your self-respect. So I stopped… stopped being available… stopped replying just because she texted… stopped giving energy where I’m not valued. Because real connection doesn’t come and go… it stays… it shows up… it respects you. Anything else… is just a distraction.
Holding on to someone by sacrificing your self-respect means destroying yourself bit by bit. Learning to say 'no' is the biggest victory of your life.
Awesome Intelligence
 
I wasn’t her man… I was just someone she came to when she felt like it. No consistency… no effort… just random late-night texts “hey, I need you”… never “I miss you” or “how are you.” And every time… I showed up… thinking it meant something… but it didn’t. I was just filling a gap… a temporary fix she could switch on and off. When I needed the same energy… silence… or a block. Then she’d come back again… same cycle… like nothing happened. That’s when it hit me… I wasn’t being chosen… I was being used… politely. No labels… no drama… just convenience. And slowly… it eats your self-respect. So I stopped… stopped being available… stopped replying just because she texted… stopped giving energy where I’m not valued. Because real connection doesn’t come and go… it stays… it shows up… it respects you. Anything else… is just a distraction.
sarullada...
 
I wasn’t her man… I was just someone she came to when she felt like it. No consistency… no effort… just random late-night texts “hey, I need you”… never “I miss you” or “how are you.” And every time… I showed up… thinking it meant something… but it didn’t. I was just filling a gap… a temporary fix she could switch on and off. When I needed the same energy… silence… or a block. Then she’d come back again… same cycle… like nothing happened. That’s when it hit me… I wasn’t being chosen… I was being used… politely. No labels… no drama… just convenience. And slowly… it eats your self-respect. So I stopped… stopped being available… stopped replying just because she texted… stopped giving energy where I’m not valued. Because real connection doesn’t come and go… it stays… it shows up… it respects you. Anything else… is just a distraction.
Angudu aanju chavittu lolaaaa….. :think:
 
I wasn’t her man… I was just someone she came to when she felt like it. No consistency… no effort… just random late-night texts “hey, I need you”… never “I miss you” or “how are you.” And every time… I showed up… thinking it meant something… but it didn’t. I was just filling a gap… a temporary fix she could switch on and off. When I needed the same energy… silence… or a block. Then she’d come back again… same cycle… like nothing happened. That’s when it hit me… I wasn’t being chosen… I was being used… politely. No labels… no drama… just convenience. And slowly… it eats your self-respect. So I stopped… stopped being available… stopped replying just because she texted… stopped giving energy where I’m not valued. Because real connection doesn’t come and go… it stays… it shows up… it respects you. Anything else… is just a distraction.
Naked truth. Some people really behave that way without knowing what affects negatively to counter part. Hate it when someone being selfish to that level. :cool:
 
I wasn’t her man… I was just someone she came to when she felt like it. No consistency… no effort… just random late-night texts “hey, I need you”… never “I miss you” or “how are you.” And every time… I showed up… thinking it meant something… but it didn’t. I was just filling a gap… a temporary fix she could switch on and off. When I needed the same energy… silence… or a block. Then she’d come back again… same cycle… like nothing happened. That’s when it hit me… I wasn’t being chosen… I was being used… politely. No labels… no drama… just convenience. And slowly… it eats your self-respect. So I stopped… stopped being available… stopped replying just because she texted… stopped giving energy where I’m not valued. Because real connection doesn’t come and go… it stays… it shows up… it respects you. Anything else… is just a distraction.
Really hard to manage. Move on
 
I wasn’t her man… I was just someone she came to when she felt like it. No consistency… no effort… just random late-night texts “hey, I need you”… never “I miss you” or “how are you.” And every time… I showed up… thinking it meant something… but it didn’t. I was just filling a gap… a temporary fix she could switch on and off. When I needed the same energy… silence… or a block. Then she’d come back again… same cycle… like nothing happened. That’s when it hit me… I wasn’t being chosen… I was being used… politely. No labels… no drama… just convenience. And slowly… it eats your self-respect. So I stopped… stopped being available… stopped replying just because she texted… stopped giving energy where I’m not valued. Because real connection doesn’t come and go… it stays… it shows up… it respects you. Anything else… is just a distraction.

Some connections feel real until you realize they only show up when it’s convenient.
That’s when self-respect quietly teaches you to let go.

"Respect yourself enough to walk away from anything that stops bringing you at peace."

ʕ⁠´⁠•⁠ᴥ⁠•⁠`⁠ʔ
 
I wasn’t her man… I was just someone she came to when she felt like it. No consistency… no effort… just random late-night texts “hey, I need you”… never “I miss you” or “how are you.” And every time… I showed up… thinking it meant something… but it didn’t. I was just filling a gap… a temporary fix she could switch on and off. When I needed the same energy… silence… or a block. Then she’d come back again… same cycle… like nothing happened. That’s when it hit me… I wasn’t being chosen… I was being used… politely. No labels… no drama… just convenience. And slowly… it eats your self-respect. So I stopped… stopped being available… stopped replying just because she texted… stopped giving energy where I’m not valued. Because real connection doesn’t come and go… it stays… it shows up… it respects you. Anything else… is just a distraction.
Sometimes we need to listen to our brains rather than our heart... When a relation doesn't involve respect and the same amount of attention and energy by the person ... It means you're just an option to them and not a priority.. It's better not to be loved than to be loved according to their convenience ... Moving away is the best option under such circumstances
:angel:
 
I wasn’t her man… I was just someone she came to when she felt like it. No consistency… no effort… just random late-night texts “hey, I need you”… never “I miss you” or “how are you.” And every time… I showed up… thinking it meant something… but it didn’t. I was just filling a gap… a temporary fix she could switch on and off. When I needed the same energy… silence… or a block. Then she’d come back again… same cycle… like nothing happened. That’s when it hit me… I wasn’t being chosen… I was being used… politely. No labels… no drama… just convenience. And slowly… it eats your self-respect. So I stopped… stopped being available… stopped replying just because she texted… stopped giving energy where I’m not valued. Because real connection doesn’t come and go… it stays… it shows up… it respects you. Anything else… is just a distraction.
Mwone! Enthada Ninak pattiye :rolleyes:
 
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