<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2381403225894637489</id><updated>2011-11-27T15:15:08.860-08:00</updated><category term='Love is so painful'/><title type='text'>Love has many faces......</title><subtitle type='html'>Relationship stuggles, over whelming feelings you have, how do you take the next step, how long will you feel like this, It feels like your dying slowly inside.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveissopainful.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2381403225894637489/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveissopainful.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>stength within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11823766746288105350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2381403225894637489.post-6664024239499621057</id><published>2011-05-20T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T03:18:59.587-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love is so painful'/><title type='text'>I wanted to curl up &amp; become lost to the world</title><content type='html'>Ever been hurt more than once from the same guy, well I'm one of them? how many times was I going to let him hurt me before I woke up? Well here is just one of my many stories I would like to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were having major arguements to the point where my partner wasn't coming home, this was out of character but anyway I&amp;nbsp; thought we would work it out and get on with it. I needed a night out and went down to the local pub then off to a party at a friends house. On the way I noticed my partners car driving around so I followed it, he pulled into his sister inlaws house and got out. When he noticed it was me&amp;nbsp;he flipped, all of a sudden the passenger door opens and a female hops out and ran away, I was in shock and tried to chase her to attack her but my partner forced me down. I will always remember that night, I felt betrayed, hurt, lost and wanted to curl up and become lost to the world. I locked myself in my room and cried my self to sleep for 2 weeks, during that time my partner would come around and rub it in my face. I wasn't thinking clearly, all I knew is I still loved him and wanted him home, silly thing was I was begging him to come home, this continued for another 3 weeks giving me false hopes. I couldn't care for my children so my family looked after them until I got better. My family tried to support me as much as they could and also told my partner to tell me where I really stood in his life. &lt;br /&gt;After 7 yrs together and 2 children later he&amp;nbsp;told me he loved me but he wasn't inlove with me? I felt like he ripped my heart out and tossed it across the room, my body went numb, my tummy was doing flips and I was gasping for air, I was having an anxiety attack once again. I stood up walked in my room and closed the door, I remember slidding down the door, curling up and crying myself to sleep again but this time when I woke up I felt like a burden had been lifted off my shoulders and&amp;nbsp; I could see alot clearly, that was it I finally found my inner strength and finally accepted his decision. Although I still didn't no where I was going from here all I knew is I was on my own with the kids. &lt;em&gt;to be continued&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2381403225894637489-6664024239499621057?l=loveissopainful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveissopainful.blogspot.com/feeds/6664024239499621057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveissopainful.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-wanted-to-curl-up-become-lost-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2381403225894637489/posts/default/6664024239499621057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2381403225894637489/posts/default/6664024239499621057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveissopainful.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-wanted-to-curl-up-become-lost-to.html' title='I wanted to curl up &amp; become lost to the world'/><author><name>stength within</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11823766746288105350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
