I fell in love
After returning from Gatlinburg, I continued to be harassed by my ex-boyfriend. I had also been left in a financial mess when he left. So I had to leave my home. I moved in with my sister and brother in law. While I was living there, Joey would find a way to come there every time he had a day off from his job. I had started working 2 jobs to try and save money to get back on my feet. In between those jobs, i would go to the house to change or grab something to eat and would find some of the sweetest notes. They would tell me how beautiful i was, how he hoped i had a wonderful day, and how he couldn't wait to see me again. Before long, he was there every night, and we were officially a couple. He soon asked me to move in with him and I said yes.
After moving in together, he continued the love letters, he helped cook, he helped clean, and he treated my daughter like his own. Things were good. Things were definitely moving fast but i didn't care. It had been so long since i had felt loved and felt good about myself that it didn't matter how fast it was moving. I just wanted to feel that way forever.
By November, we had moved again, into a bigger apartment. There were still red flags, but i overlooked them because he treated me so well. I was hooked. In love. Found my forever. On Christmas morning, he proposed. I cried happy tears and of course said yes!! I was thrilled. On cloud nine. I couldn't wait until we went to my mom's for Christmas dinner so i could show off my ring and officially announce our engagement.
But by that night, my tears would no longer be from joy. My thrill, joy, and excitement would be gone and replaced by fear, anxiety, and devastation.
until next time, thanks for reading :)
After moving in together, he continued the love letters, he helped cook, he helped clean, and he treated my daughter like his own. Things were good. Things were definitely moving fast but i didn't care. It had been so long since i had felt loved and felt good about myself that it didn't matter how fast it was moving. I just wanted to feel that way forever.
By November, we had moved again, into a bigger apartment. There were still red flags, but i overlooked them because he treated me so well. I was hooked. In love. Found my forever. On Christmas morning, he proposed. I cried happy tears and of course said yes!! I was thrilled. On cloud nine. I couldn't wait until we went to my mom's for Christmas dinner so i could show off my ring and officially announce our engagement.
But by that night, my tears would no longer be from joy. My thrill, joy, and excitement would be gone and replaced by fear, anxiety, and devastation.
until next time, thanks for reading :)