Date: April 20, 2025
Author: Amelia Carter

I never imagined I’d be here, writing this. But it feels like there’s no other way to get the weight off my chest.

It’s been a year since my ex and I broke up, and while it was painful at first, I thought time would heal the wounds. I moved on, or at least I tried to. I found a new sense of independence. I started focusing on myself again, feeling more like the person I used to be before everything got so tangled up in that toxic relationship.

But then, it started again. At first, I thought I was just being paranoid. I kept getting these strange messages—nothing overtly threatening, just little things that made me uncomfortable. And it wasn’t until I started noticing patterns that I realized what was going on. They’d never reach out directly anymore, but it felt like someone else was doing their dirty work for them.

It turns out my ex wasn’t done with me. And now, they have this “friend” who’s always hovering around, pretending to be friendly with me. I should’ve known something was off when I saw how frequently they’d show up at places I didn’t expect them to be. They always had the perfect excuse. It didn’t take long before I pieced it together. This person was more than just a friend—they were an informant, feeding back to my ex, keeping tabs on me.

I felt sick. I had trusted them.

Now, I’m constantly looking over my shoulder, feeling like I’m being watched. I’ve tried to move on, but it’s like I can’t escape. I feel trapped, caught between my past and this relentless pursuit to drag me back into the chaos I fought so hard to escape.

I don’t know what they want from me. Maybe they want to remind me of who they think I should be. Maybe they want me to stay stuck in that emotional prison we both built. All I know is that I’m done. I’m done being manipulated and used. I just want peace.

If you’re reading this, I hope you understand what it feels like to be constantly under someone’s watch, even after they’ve let you go. But let me tell you this: moving on—really moving on—isn’t just about leaving the person behind. It’s about freeing yourself from the weight they keep trying to drag you back into.