1. in MY FUCKED UP LIFE

My life revolves around cars. Daniel (my ex) and I officially ended things around the beginning of June. it was very tough, there was a lot of crying on both sides. he begged me to stay but I couldn’t because he never treated me right. when we first started dating he was the nicest most gentle, giving, loving person. I actually believed that we would spend the rest of our lives together. I am a very needy, moody person, I need a lot of attention and love. He was not that way. Our relationship started in January of 2017. In March, we took a trip to Mexico for my cousin’s wedding where he met almost all of my family except my brother David and my parents. But about 3 months later, in July we took another trip to Lebanon (where I am originally from) and this is where I started seeing some things that made me sad. My parents loved him… I stayed. Christmas came along, and I for the first time ever decided to stay in Houston to spend it with him. Around that time, I also moved in with him. What I realized is that he hated spending time with my side of the family for some reason, but I always went to his family events.