I was in a relationship that was abusive. It didn't matter whether I stuck it out for two weeks, or two more two weeks, and then two more weeks...
I still love him to this day. But it was killing my spirit a little more as each day went by.
So I chose to love him forever but not be with him,
rather than stay with him and slowly die from the inside out.
Now I am one of those few people you know who is in a healthy loving relationship.
Do I still love that guy? Of course I do.
Love doesn't just disappear if it was truly there.
Do I love my husband? With my whole heart.
I can't imagine what my life would be like today if I hadn't made the difficult decision to be apart from my first love.