I love him so much still, I can't believe I'm just another one of his exes now. There was a special connection between us. My mum says we clicked so well because we're both autistic. If I were to be presented with a lineup of all the people I met in my life, he's the first I would run to. He would push me aside to get to his new girl.

So, now he loves another woman while I'm either being played or being taken on the most unpleasant dates possible. I know his happiness has nothing to do with me and I should just focus on myself but this hurts. I'm on my period and dreading an upcoming date so I'm in a foul mood. I'll bounce back eventually. Just not tonight.