I was nervous at first. Why would my boyfriend still be friends with his ex after what she did to him?

The moment he told me about the plan, I tried to remain as calm as possible. I wanted to keep a straight face, I wanted to be okay with it and not overreact. I wanted my boyfriend to see that I was strong enough to face the woman he once loved and cared for–but deep down inside, my insecurities began to build up. Negative thoughts popped inside my head one after the other.

It’s been five years ever since they broke up. It may have been a long time already, but this woman (from what I know) hurt him so bad that he didn’t dare enter into any serious relationships after that. It scarred him so much that he decided it was better to remain single and just forget about the notion of love.

When I met him. He was cold at first and very guarded with his emotions, but as time went by, I got to know him more. He was kind, caring, and loving. I felt special and people around us felt it, too. In fact, his friends would tell me how different he is with me–the way he looks at me, the way he touches me, the way he guides me. They were seeing a new light in him, a glow that wasn’t there before.

Now, he smiles more. He laughs more, and does better at work. When he told me that he's more inspired at work and that he finally has a reason to look forward to every weekend, it tugged at my heartstrings. I changed him somehow–and it was for the better.

Days before the dreaded meetup, I was nervous. So nervous that I was sweating and shaking inside. Whenever he looked at me, he would hold my hand and assure me that everything was going to be okay, and that there was nothing to be afraid of since he’d be there beside me. I sat there silently as his ex and his friends talked about the old days–back when they were in high school. I slowly felt comfortable as they laughed and reminisced. Little by little, my nervousness dwindled and before I knew it, I was talking to his ex like we were friends, too.

He leaned on me, gave me a reassuring touch, and looked at me. It was then that I realized that there was nothing to be afraid of, that I should trust him as much as he trusts me. He was mine and I was his–everyone saw it, everybody felt it. It took me a long time before I learned to be trusting and emotionally secure in my relationship, and it's the best lesson I've learned so far.

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