My birthday (and what would have been our 6 year anniversary) came and James decided to leave something on my doorstep. He left a box wrapped like a present and inside was every picture he had of us, the key to my apartment, and the engagement ring he had planned on giving me.

A month later we were back together.  My plan hadn't worked and now I had this awful thing called guilt.  He used it against me every second he could. I let him.

A  year of him trying to make me pay for my sins later, he left me for another girl.

Didn't see that one coming.... karma really is a bitch.

I was broken.

I was devastated at how stupid and weak I was.

I spent the next couple...

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