Woman sitting alone at night looking at phone in dark bedroom

Woman sitting alone at night looking at phone in dark bedroom

You said it. You meant it. You’re currently typing him back.

You told yourself you’re never going back to him. Sound like a toxic relationship? You already know it does.

You said it out loud this time. You are done. Capital D done! You even told your friends. You let them celebrate your win with wine and the “finally” toast. You accepted it because you earned it. You even deleted his contact this time, which just saying, is not the same as deleting his number, because ya…. you still know his number.

And yet here you are, not even one month later, staring at his text… “I miss you”… as you start typing your inviting response.

It’s not that you forgot how much of a jerk he is. You remember everything he did. You know exactly who this man is. That’s the part that’s so funny it’s almost sad.

He isn’t misunderstood. He is not a diamond in the rough. He is not a man who just needs the right woman. He’s chaotic. He’s inconsistent. He shows up when he feels like it, disappears when it’s convenient, and has the absolute nerve to be charming the entire time. He’s the guy who ghosts you for days on end and then sends something so funny you laugh before you even remember you were furious.

If he’s good, he’ll apologize. But if he’s really good, he knows he doesn’t have to. Because you will go back. You always go back.

Then for a while you are absolutely certain he has changed this time. You see it. You feel it. You might even mention it to your friends. Carefully though, because you’ve seen that look they give each other. And you’re not in the mood.

But soon the drama and the chaos starts up again. The same patterns, the same excuses, the same version of him you already know by heart. And somehow you’re surprised every single time.

“This isn’t chemistry. It’s just chaos with good timing.”

You might be reading this right now recognizing every single line, maybe even a little annoyed that it’s this accurate. Either way, it’s ok, no judgment. Not even a little. But… since you’re here, let’s do a quick check-in to see if you recognize any toxic signs.

The “Is This Actually Toxic?” Checklist

You already know the answer. Check the boxes anyway.









Hopefully soon something’s going to shift for you. You will really get it this time. A moment of clarity so sharp it finally cuts through the bullshit and you’ll be out. Really out. The kind of out where his name in your phone doesn’t even move the needle anymore. That day is coming.

Listen, we’ve all been where you are. Some of us got out. Some of us are still in it. All of us have typed and deleted that text at least once. But your friends are still there, the wine is cold, and you can absolutely swap war stories because again, we have all been exactly where you are standing right now. But just be honest with yourself, because honesty might be the only thing that finally gets you out.

If you’re ready to stop going back and start reclaiming your power, let’s talk. Book a complimentary 30 minute call. It might be exactly what you need.