We were 3 months into dating when I saw the first huge warning sign that he was not serious about a commitment. It was Labor Day weekend in 2010. I broke things off for a day and then decided I didn’t want to spend another day without him. I was already in love with him and I felt trapped. Even in my “happy” moments this feeling of being trapped never went away. As a matter of fact, it got deeper….so deep that in September 2015 it began eating at my soul. Every day during and after that Labor Day weekend I regret not standing up for myself and walking away….the amount of disrespect and emotional stress I endured for 5 years and 3 months was not worth a day of “happy” moments with him. I’m still fighting for my soul….and I never want to make that mistake again. It wasn’t that I didn’t know my worth…it was that I didn’t demand it!
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