I think weed tore us apart..
My ex is 19 and I'm 17 and we were together for what would have been a year on June 1st. We broke up a month ago today and it seems like all I want is for him to think of me too (not that I know if he does/doesn't). Our break-up was mutual because we were negatively affecting eachother.
I was in foster care and recently moved out on my own. I had smoked weed a few times as a young teen, but picked up habitually once I became independent. I still smoke every day and in all honesty, I feel more intelligent when I'm high (not to mention I'm much nicer); but anyway..
there was a time for about 5 months somewhere in the middle of the relationship when everything was amazing.. I guess this was when we were past falling in love, saw eachothers real sides, and made it through difficult events together (atleast minor)- then he changed. He got off probation, we started smoking weed together, and suddenly neither of us were happy when we were together unless we were high. Now, not to say that there weren't times when we hadn't smoked that we weren't crazy in love, because there were.. but basically, those were rare (and cherished) moments.
Breaking up was the BEST idea not only for our relationship, but for our friendship. That's what I miss the most, my best friend. My entire life revolved around him (mistake #1), and it would crumble when he did something to upset me (mistake #2).. but most importantly he made me feel like **** about myself (BIGGEST MISTAKE). I never knew I could be secure on my own and I'm still trying to re-discover Ashley because I'm used to being "AshAndJT" but it's hard and I miss my friend. I called him like a week after we broke up (he has my prom dress); we talked two or three times and each time I felt like an idiot for calling him. He was a JERK. He has some other girl pick up the phone the third time (a girl i know and that i have suspicions about since her mother tries to hook them up CONSTANTLY) and after that I wanted to rip his freaking head off for doing that to me. He KNOWS better than to have another girl pick-up.. he knows what I've been through and how bad that would hurt (my self-esteem atleast)- she claimed he was drunk (it was a party) and we haven't talked since.
Should I call him? I want to. Atleast for my dress if not for the coolest dude I've ever had in my life (BEFORE I FELL IN LOVE)..?