Since I am trying to improve my writing, I thought why not write down how I am presently feeling. I am currently dealing with the most hurtful breakup I've ever experience in my entire life. I was with my ex for a period of three years,and prior to that I'd never been in a serious relationship. Our relationship was rocky from the get go. I believe this was mainly because I didn't trust women , which is a result of the heartbreak I suffered when my best friend betrayed me and started a relationship with a girl I was causally seeing. I was 18 years old when this incident happened. Eventually, I was able to get over it. Because of the kind of person I am,I forgave my friend and let the past stay in the past.Their relationship carried on for a while but it didn't bother me anymore.They broke up after few weeks. Shortly after I started university,I met my current ex. She changed me as an individual.Because of her,I was doing great in university and this in turn made my mother really proud. I love her so much! Sometimes, I'd look at her and say '' what did I do to deserve you''. Months later things took a turn for the worse.I started taking her for granted. We started fighting every other week. The arguments were endless, and those arguments convert into emotional abuse. Majority of the time I took responsibilities for my actions,she never did. Instead she thought I was the one with the problem in the relationship.At first I was angry, but then I decided to do something about it. I joined a programme for abusers. This helped me a lot. Nevertheless, I thought why is she not in a programme too? However, I'd say to myself ''focus on yourself ''. I was in the programme for months while studying and working. Things were better for sometime but the programme was closed because of some funding issues. weeks later,I joined another programme. Anyways, cut a long story short, few weeks ago ,she wanted to leave me because our arguments never stopped,they just got better. I begged and said I will do something about it. She stayed.Weeks after, I picked up a serious knee injury from football.She was worried.She'd wake up in the middle of the night and say '' are you ok?''. I found this bizarre because she was being overly nice. strange right?I know. One morning, she woke up and mistakenly pushed my injured leg.I woke up angry and asked her ''why did you do that for'' She was defensive.The next day she did it again,I woke up and raised my voice at her. After a week of not speaking, I eventually ask if we could talk about it .she said no, and said ''we are done''.