finish.me
I need you to feel this
- Jul 14, 2021
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i love my boyfriend and intellectually i know he loves me too. He loves me. that is fact. i think i might have some kind of personality disorder because even though i've only been in like two or three serious relationships its been weird with this one. We're together at a point where i think are symptoms of what could be BPD have thankfully faded with maturity, i don't use him like a therapist and i don't expect for him to solve every problem i have, we're there for eachother and we vent to eachother mutually. It's good. it's honestly the best thing i've ever had.
so i'm writing this because i'm realizing he's all i have. he's literally the only thing that makes me happy, aside from engaging in my eating disordered habits. Nothing else on this world feels good unless it's with him or about him. Nothing is as interesting as him, which is, horrible. I don't like anything or have any hobbies. I was living with him in the UK for a couple months and had to come back to the U.S earlier than planned because of money issues, so i'm further away from him and don't do much except wait for him to call me, and trudge through the inbetween. He works full time and lives in another fucking country so you can see why it's an issue for me to be 'trudging through' the time between our calls, because those 'in beteween' bits are literally just life. Like i'm literally counting down the minutes until i can have a meal or talk to him every single day. I can't keep on like this but i don't know how since food and him are my only sources of euphoria. How do I live when I have nothing.
so i'm writing this because i'm realizing he's all i have. he's literally the only thing that makes me happy, aside from engaging in my eating disordered habits. Nothing else on this world feels good unless it's with him or about him. Nothing is as interesting as him, which is, horrible. I don't like anything or have any hobbies. I was living with him in the UK for a couple months and had to come back to the U.S earlier than planned because of money issues, so i'm further away from him and don't do much except wait for him to call me, and trudge through the inbetween. He works full time and lives in another fucking country so you can see why it's an issue for me to be 'trudging through' the time between our calls, because those 'in beteween' bits are literally just life. Like i'm literally counting down the minutes until i can have a meal or talk to him every single day. I can't keep on like this but i don't know how since food and him are my only sources of euphoria. How do I live when I have nothing.