Hi. thanks for your support. I finally decided to try to be on my own. My guy turned off his phone and fell asleep and forgot to pick me up after work. I walked home with alot of pain because of my back injury and when i told him i walked, he raised his voice and said my phone was off. He also cooked but left none for me. I always think about him, but he doesn't, often enough, think of me. My depression and crying drove him away. He said it's hard to love someone when they're crying all the time. I can't blame him, while i like to think i love myself, i really don't. sometimes i like life, sometimes i hate myself and just want the pain to end. i guess not moving in with him will ease some pain from loving, but not being loved back.
wrong place, wrong time - wrong person?
its so ironic that i love him in such a deep strong way that it makes me feel sooo hurt when he gives the dog more affection than he gives to me
i know love can be so much better than this.
