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It may at times strongly reflect actual events of my life, often how I honestly perceived them and display my genuine reactions. But not always and everything contained within should be treated as a fiction.

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Wednesday, 2 October 2019

Four weeks

Four weeks ago we had just taken our first decent photo together, after dating almost 5 years.
Four weeks ago he was still working to convince me he was going to try harder and we would work out.
Four weeks ago he was still actively encouraging me to plan my life around him.
Four weeks ago he told the newspaper he was staying in Dunedin for me - or at least he promised me that he meant me, the quote in the paper had no name to it.

Him in the knowledge that he was back with someone he liked far more.

Yesterday was hard.
Today has been pretty hard.

How did I let myself be led by so many lies, so much manipulation, for so many years?
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