This story is so addictive, and it hurts in so many ways. It hurts because I can relate to Jinwoo and Candy. I have been with my boyfriend for almost 6 years now, we had mesmorising overseas trips, we rarely argue, we were good looking, we had the best relationship was the envy of all our friends, but here we are in the middle of a breakup...Where did we go wrong?
Our works got busier, I've picked up more jobs, and have been doing overtime at least 6 days a week. He has been out of town for weeks at a time for business. It became harder to spend more time together, all I want to do after work is to head to bed. We spoke less, and the pressure of our families staunchly rejecting a gay relationship became harder to bear each passing day. I started bottling up, and one day when he made a trivial negative comment against me, I decided to walk. I stopped answering the calls, I stopped calling, I wish this is all but a bad dream and it would go away.
When we met the last time, I thanked him for the friendship, and I felt so torn with guilt, sorry for not talking, sorry for walking away, sorry for not being able to make it work. He said he understood. But must this be happening 😭😭