In the past few weeks, my boyfriend and I have broken
up, gotten back togehter, fought, dealt with trust issues. It has been so painful. But none of that can compare to the pain caused by last night. And it is all my fault. I have been feeling like he has been lying lately. Like I have been crazy to stay with him, but I love him so much that I kept on forgiving so the pain would go away. Last night, he asked me where my phone was. I said in the car. I then realized it was in my purse.