I feel as if I've lost a part of myself ever since a few months ago, at the beginning of July. My girlfriend and I ( 3 years, and goin..) were in a mess. We basically loathed eachother. One day I snapped, I just broke up with her, she also agreed that this was a choice we should decide upon, and so we did. Later that night I went over to a friend's house, we watched a movie, had a few drinks, and next thing you know I was on top of her on the couch, as we indulged upon one another. It was special, and wrong at the same time. My friendship with this person isn't the same anymore however, since a few days later, my ex convinced me with all her heart to stay with her, even after I confessed to her what I had done after we 'broke up' for the short while. I felt like I lost a part of myself because I never thought I'd do something like that...I swore to myself once I wouldn't do that. It's been a long while since I've brought that incident up.
I are arsehole non?