
BlueButterfly111
Autistic and Heartbroken
- Dec 26, 2024
- 269
I am so severely depressed, I don't want to get out of bed, I don't want to do anything, everything is just pointless. It's funny because when I look back at my life last year everything wasn't perfect but I was happy with my boyfriend. Now that's it's been almost a year since he passed away I feel nothing and I don't care about anything. Life feels a lot like how it felt before I met him, just empty, but he did fill that void that I was searching for of just wanting to be loved.
He was my soulmate, I don't even have the words to describe how much he meant to me. My whole body just feels numb, I miss holding him and it's getting to the point where my memories of him are starting to become distant, and I hate it. I never want to forget about him, he was the best thing that ever happened to me and I don't want to live without him.
It's so weird because I know that most people here probably don't believe in ideas like soul partners or soulmates. But I look back at my memories with him, and from the first moment that I met him it felt like I already knew him, he felt familiar, felt like home. And he was the same way with me, I've never felt that way with anyone before, not even my own family. It felt like what I experienced was like a movie but it actually happened to me, and for that I am lucky. But at the same time there's no point in living and there's really nothing for me to do here.
I wish I could be somewhere else besides this world, I hope I will get to go be with him when I die. To feel his love and his warm embrace is the only thing that would make me feel alive again. I think he was an Earth angel and my soulmate because his touch was magical unlike any other touch I've ever felt. There's just no point of living, I don't find fulfillment in anything else, I'm just counting down the days.
He was my soulmate, I don't even have the words to describe how much he meant to me. My whole body just feels numb, I miss holding him and it's getting to the point where my memories of him are starting to become distant, and I hate it. I never want to forget about him, he was the best thing that ever happened to me and I don't want to live without him.
It's so weird because I know that most people here probably don't believe in ideas like soul partners or soulmates. But I look back at my memories with him, and from the first moment that I met him it felt like I already knew him, he felt familiar, felt like home. And he was the same way with me, I've never felt that way with anyone before, not even my own family. It felt like what I experienced was like a movie but it actually happened to me, and for that I am lucky. But at the same time there's no point in living and there's really nothing for me to do here.
I wish I could be somewhere else besides this world, I hope I will get to go be with him when I die. To feel his love and his warm embrace is the only thing that would make me feel alive again. I think he was an Earth angel and my soulmate because his touch was magical unlike any other touch I've ever felt. There's just no point of living, I don't find fulfillment in anything else, I'm just counting down the days.