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elchango16.bsky.social
Nimodation
@elchango16.bsky.social
27yo heartbroken aspiring writer. Just using this to throw my writing to the world. Send smut recommendations!
Chicago ❄️
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I thought moving here would help me heal, but lately I can feel the darkness creeping back in. What was meant to be a new start has only magnified the longing I wanted to escape.
October 21, 2025 at 5:11 AM
I’m sitting here in Chicago thinking of him. You know what: I AM ENOUGH!!! He should have loved me when he had the chance. I shouldn’t be crying as a form of begging for him.
October 12, 2025 at 5:30 AM
I
AM
ENOUGH
August 14, 2025 at 8:02 AM
Everyday I’ve been fighting to call the man I still love. Everyday I think I will get an answer.
I understand that this is me wanting to hear from him because I WANT TO FIND PEACE.
I can’t reach out for this reason. I need to find peace and closure first, otherwise it’ll be wrong.
August 11, 2025 at 5:57 AM
I’ve lost 45 pounds, but I still see myself as the man who repulsed Damian—the man Jerry never cared to touch. Jerry made me feel disgusting. I’d beg for intimacy, and he’d brush me off with excuses. Later, he’d admit he was out having sex with men in the White Tank Mountains instead.
July 16, 2025 at 7:05 AM
But some things only god can forgive.

You owed it to me to tell me we weren’t sexually compatible. You were my person. You could’ve said anything but you chose to make me believe I was loved. You know you didn’t love me enough to be the one to say you didn’t want me sexually. If u wanted to u would
July 16, 2025 at 6:59 AM
I wish you farewell. -Kesha
July 16, 2025 at 6:54 AM
Got bad again.
Constantly having thoughts of sending Jerry 5 floral arrangements or a letter. I know I’m nothing to him now and it breaks be everyday. Today was just a lot.
July 3, 2025 at 7:55 AM
I hate sleeping in my bed. It reminds me of him based on the empty side of the bed that used to be his.
June 27, 2025 at 6:50 AM
We are healing.
June 23, 2025 at 6:26 AM
The more I look at the photos the more I crave to try 🧊 again.
June 23, 2025 at 6:19 AM
This is my favorite photo of us.
June 23, 2025 at 6:13 AM
I miss him and the only thing I can think: Does he even miss me? Does he even long for what we used to have? Are all the loving memories just out the window?
June 9, 2025 at 6:44 PM
He gave me this blanket, and for a long time, I couldn’t bring myself to use it. But now, every time I do, I dream of him.
Just last night, in my silly dreams, he was giving me lube recommendations at Ulta. (I get weird dreams, I know.)

Still, the point is, it makes me feel close to him again.
April 28, 2025 at 5:55 AM
I miss him deeply
April 26, 2025 at 1:20 AM
Even though he didn’t show up to the garden on our anniversary; I think of him daily. On my way to work, before I go to sleep, while showering. I’m drawn to dialing his number to say hi. But I know he wouldn’t care to hear from me. It fucking sucks. The antidepressants help, but some days are better
April 24, 2025 at 7:46 AM
Someone told me
“What’s supposed to happen, Will happen”
April 15, 2025 at 2:51 AM
Now to get drunk and make stupid decisions.
April 15, 2025 at 2:36 AM
Am I stupid for waiting on him to show up?
April 15, 2025 at 1:16 AM
April 15, 2025 at 12:33 AM
The last bit of hope lingering inside me is pushing my depression to get bad again.
Today is the day, and I don’t know if I’ll be able to handle the rejection again. I stand strong with what the fact that I left him, but it doesn’t hurt any less. All I have left are memories that only bring pain.
April 14, 2025 at 7:36 AM
I think of him, and I cry.
I think of the abundance of opportunities I gave him to do something about the things that bothered me and yet he never cared.

Restarted my hoe phase to distract myself so I won’t get bad again. My therapist said there is nothing wrong with how we choose to heal.👨‍🍼
April 7, 2025 at 3:45 AM
Starting to feel better with the Zoloft. Doesn’t make me wanna cut any less though.
March 24, 2025 at 6:51 AM
This is what I mean when I say I’m tired.
March 19, 2025 at 5:12 AM
Rising above doesn’t mean the pain hurts any less.
#Rise #Depression #Chicago #Write
March 17, 2025 at 10:13 AM