u/Due_Perspective_4815

I love him so fucking much. I would’ve given everything up just to feel loved by him. An arm? A leg? Idc. We were suppose to hang out earlier and he stood me up for the second time for his rebound. I call em a rebound because I don’t want to accept that he truly has moved on this quick. I feel so pathetic. Now I’m back to the place I didn’t want to be: my parent’s place. I have a shit ton of trauma here and he promised he wouldn’t abandon me. Now somebody else is getting a new version of him. I just wanted to feel loved and understood. I’m afraid I’ll remain in this decrepit state for the rest of my life. To top it all off I cut off most of my friendships for him. I was also stalked and developed agorophobia from it. I just can’t believe it’s really over. This is horrible for my depression. And yet I know, that if he text me tomorrow im gonna wanna be all over him. If anyone wants to talk rn, can you please reach out to me. I feel so alone