girlwitharose
Take my soul back home
- Apr 8, 2023
- 16
Hello everyone. I haven't been very active as of lately because I thought things were going better. I actually got back together with my ex, lol. He seems genuinely sorry about everything and I can tell he's changed and he's been trying to improve himself even more. However, he's going through something right now and I don't want to burden him or make him worry about me when he's got enough going on. We were texting earlier and he was venting to me but I never seem to be able to muster up the courage to vent to him the way I used to. Not sure why. I have full trust in him and all, but it's just weird. I keep replaying in my head the things he said during the period he was dating someone else. I'd message him because I was addicted and couldn't get away. I'd ask him like "How are you? we haven't spoke in a while" And he'd reply "fine" or "k" and just be very dry. I remember when he said I wasn't his priority anymore and he doesn't like me and that i'm not his gf anymore . Which that's true, he did start dating someone else 2 Weeks after we broke up but alright! I keep thinking of everything with our ex mutual friend. I believe my previous posts has them, so check those out if you're curious. I told him i'm going to return his clothes and his favorite hoodie he's given me, and some hundred bucks he gave me. I asked him why he gave me so much, He said because he's been an ass to me, and I deserve it for being THE most amazing girlfriend. He is super sweet, but I can't die and keep his stuff here. He told me that's not what he wants and to keep his things. He doesn't know i'm currently struggling , and this is so he has his things when /if im gone. I've been feeling the urge to hurt myself badly. I've been thinking of suicide more and more. My mother always told us how she felt so free and happy without kids. My mom hurt me. My dad hurt me. My father told me he loved me and wouldn't let my mom hurt me. Second after, my mom starts beating me outside my fathers room. He looks at me, and turns around to sleep. i lost respect for him in that second more so than my mom. She beat me and kicked me out at 10 & 12 for being a victim of pedophilia and groomed online. I was the one at fault. Somehow. The emotional and physical abuse I dealt with growing up is replayed in my head day after day. The betrayal from my boyfriend. My body images. And a bunch of other things, It's maybe nothing compared to everyone else here, but we shouldn't compare people's tolerance. These things and others make me want to die. I know I need help. I don't want to die, I want to live and have children. I want a nice house with a garden. I want to explore the world or wherever my car and some 100 bucks take me. But I want to die because I'm sick of these things. Daily. Repeatedly. I've been struggling since 8 years old. it's been more then a decade and I'm still hurting and everything. I don't know what to do. I want to live, but I want to die. I need help.
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