Currently, I'm in a relationship with a person I've broken up with two times. We're treating eachother better now(I hope) but a part of me is still afraid. Both breakups were decided by me too — even my friends are getting tired of listening to me yet I just had no one else to turn to.
First breakup was in 2022 or 2023, our relationship was fantastic and we were both so happy. Our friends called us love birds and that we were made for eachother. I hated how I acted back then though, I would sometimes snap at people when I'm in a bad mood, especially to her. I always tried to apologize to her and would always make apology art, poems and even tried to make an entire book dedicated to our first meeting and our relationship throughout the years since I've known her for more than 4 years. It was perfect until one day, she decided to tell me she met this ‘friend’ and slowly, she drifted away from me. She then, a few days later, asked if that person could join our relationship(we're both poly) and I accepted it without knowing the consequences. They would talk more and she would even go out of her way to ghost me, she even made excuses that it was because of school. It wasn't. I talked to one of her friends and yeah, I heard everything. She pretended to be offline most of the time to talk to her 'other gf'. From all the stress of trying to make the relationship work, I broke it off. She didn't care.
But then came back to me when they broke up.