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romeinjuly
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- Jul 6, 2023
- 25
When we met, I was in the best place I had ever been in a long time.
I was more confident than I had ever been, I suddendly knew how to talk to people, I made strangers laugh, went clubbing, loved exercising, and I wasn't scared to put myself out there. I felt like it was easy to be liked by people and the future didn't scare me so much. I could feel the wheels of my life start turning in the right direction. I knew what I wanted to do and who I wanted to be and I kinda liked who I was, for the first time ever.
She was the icing on the cake, at the start. She made me feel beautiful, loved, she filled all the emptiness I had always carried inside me for my entire life.
Just being in her presence, hearing her voice or touching her felt heavenly.
Then she changed. I became insecure. My mental health started deteriorating again. I used her for emotional support and to vent.
I think I scared her. I told her when I self-harmed and that I wanted to die and I regret that more than anything. It wasn't fair of me to put all that weight on her. I should've protected her and I failed.
I isolated myself from the entire world to be with her because she was the only person who made me feel safe. But she started pushing me away. I could feel her become cold and distant. So I started panicking. I was terrified of losing her. I only made things worse.
I became paranoid that she wasn't attracted to me anymore, that I gained too much weight, that she didn't care about me and wouldn't wanna be with someone that unstable. I started fights, I made things turn so ugly between us and I hate myself for it.
She stopped putting the effort in. She wouldn't speak to me for hours, looked at me in disgust. I felt so humiliated.
Now I lost her and I lost everything. I dropped out of uni and now I'm going to watch my friends graduate and start their lives while I have nothing and I'm completely alone.
And what's worse is she hates me. She says that I'm not even allowed to text her, that she wants nothing to do with me.
I honestly can't stop thinking about her and I can't accept the way things ended. I don't even need us to stay friends I just need her not to hate me. It's like my worst fear realized
I was more confident than I had ever been, I suddendly knew how to talk to people, I made strangers laugh, went clubbing, loved exercising, and I wasn't scared to put myself out there. I felt like it was easy to be liked by people and the future didn't scare me so much. I could feel the wheels of my life start turning in the right direction. I knew what I wanted to do and who I wanted to be and I kinda liked who I was, for the first time ever.
She was the icing on the cake, at the start. She made me feel beautiful, loved, she filled all the emptiness I had always carried inside me for my entire life.
Just being in her presence, hearing her voice or touching her felt heavenly.
Then she changed. I became insecure. My mental health started deteriorating again. I used her for emotional support and to vent.
I think I scared her. I told her when I self-harmed and that I wanted to die and I regret that more than anything. It wasn't fair of me to put all that weight on her. I should've protected her and I failed.
I isolated myself from the entire world to be with her because she was the only person who made me feel safe. But she started pushing me away. I could feel her become cold and distant. So I started panicking. I was terrified of losing her. I only made things worse.
I became paranoid that she wasn't attracted to me anymore, that I gained too much weight, that she didn't care about me and wouldn't wanna be with someone that unstable. I started fights, I made things turn so ugly between us and I hate myself for it.
She stopped putting the effort in. She wouldn't speak to me for hours, looked at me in disgust. I felt so humiliated.
Now I lost her and I lost everything. I dropped out of uni and now I'm going to watch my friends graduate and start their lives while I have nothing and I'm completely alone.
And what's worse is she hates me. She says that I'm not even allowed to text her, that she wants nothing to do with me.
I honestly can't stop thinking about her and I can't accept the way things ended. I don't even need us to stay friends I just need her not to hate me. It's like my worst fear realized