He and I talked to each other for 3 months, but that was enough for me to slowly begin to attach myself to him. Every conversation we had made me want to talk more, and I loved every second of it. He made me feel happy, and that is something that takes a lot for someone to do.

But then, things went downhill. Ever since my birthday in December, he would ignore me, and I wasn't entirely sure what I had done. I blamed it on myself entirely, for a long period of time. I felt like I wasn't good enough for him.

In early February, that is when my heart broke. He was now in a relationship, and they had began talking the same time as me and him did. I cried and cried, as I didn't expect it. My friends didn't understand why I was so devastated over this, and told me that it wasn't a big deal, but it was to me.

After weeks of crying about him, I finally realised that he was talking to me for a laugh. Something clicked.

I didn't do anything wrong.
He was not good enough for me.
And that is when I finally started to believe in myself.