The betrayal left a hole in me. I don’t want bitterness to define my future, but I don’t know how to let go.

I still love them, but the constant fear and suspicion eats away at me. I wonder if staying means betraying myself.

I never used to second-guess them, but now even simple promises feel like lies waiting to happen. The doubt feels constant, and it scares me.

I lent my friend money, and now they’re dodging me. I don’t want to be dramatic, but I feel disrespected. What should I even do in this situation?