I've been there too. In a relationship where he has control over you. You do everything for him. You would drive across the country for him in a heart beat but he won't even lift a finger for you. He keeps doing this to you and down low you know he isn't right for you but you love him. You think "he's the one". I hate to tell you, he isn't. He doesn't love you. He won't love you but he won't lose you because you give him everything he wants.
You are giving him the power over you, to control you. You just turn around, blinded by love. Honey, YOU CAN NOT CHANGE HIM. He is not going to change. He won't wake up one day and magically realize that he loves you, he doesn't. When you are so in love it's hard to see the truth. It's even harder to accept it and walk away. You know what? It's ok to walk away.
He makes up who you are. Your happiness actually depends on him and it scares you. When he is upset you can't help but feel his pain. You can't help but think, what did I do wrong? Just know you haven't done anything. You are more than he deserves.
Just because you think he loves you doesn't mean he does. Don't stick with him just because it has been 2 years. Don't stay because his friends are your friends.
Right now I know that your heart is in the bottom of your stomach. Your eyes are filled with tears but only one has made it down your cheek. You are beside him, and you know he isn't right but you will still lay there because you are in love. But you can do it. You can stand up and tell him he is using you, you can walk out that door with what little pride you have. Throw in the towel and tell him to find someone who wants to play his games. You deserve better than him, you are better than him.
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