I was cheated on, and I’ve been scared ever since. I didn’t want to be alone. I decided to try again, but it just wasn’t working. I tried my hardest, but I felt so shy and awkward with each one I dated.
I then got into a relationship that felt different, and I thought maybe, just maybe, this one will last. He had lots of experience, and then everything was great. I felt happy, loved and just confident.
My happiness faltered, because he had cheated on me. My worst fear had revisited me. He then told me that it just wasn’t working out. He didn’t love me anymore. So now, I think that in this case, I don’t ever think I will be able to have any others in my life. The fear is too consuming, and love, love is dead to me.