Two days before my ex-boyfriend broke up with me, I wrote him a letter. (To protect his privacy, let’s call him Dan.)
Dan and I had been dating for three months, and during that time, I believed I was in a healthy relationship. Never mind that we got into pointless arguments or that Dan was quick to call me out on my faults. What mattered was that we cared about each other and wanted this relationship to work. But here’s the thing: I wasn’t being completely honest with myself. Deep down, I knew that something was…off. I couldn’t put my finger on it. But there were little signs that started to concern me—like the fact that I began to doubt my own memories and my ability to communicate clearly.