I went through a horrible break up over a month ago. I loved this guy more than anything in this world. We were engaged and we were going to get married nov/2005. We had to postpone the wedding because I was really sick that year...then he got sick so funds were low. We rescheduled the wedding for oct/2006. For a long while I had that gut feeling in the pit of my stomach, that voice saying 'don't do it'. I found out he had lied to me about doing drugs so I broke up with him. That night he tried to commit suicide. The guilt pulled me in and I cried and cried at his bedside in the hospital. Told him I will help him get better and go to counseling with him, I ate dinner with him and his family the next day. All our 'problems' went away for that one day. One week later I cut all contact by advice from my councilor and close friend.
I think of him every day. I miss him so much. I miss going to bed with him and waking up with him. I miss our talks. The little things...like when I wake up at 4 am coughing he would get up and rub my back. He took care of me when I was sick. I miss crying on his shoulder. I don't want to fight this on my own. I'm so lonely. I hate my life right now. I'm sick of being sick. I'm sick of feeling like I'll be alone forever.
I really want to call him but I can't...instead, I wrote this.
Thanks for listening.
I think of him every day. I miss him so much. I miss going to bed with him and waking up with him. I miss our talks. The little things...like when I wake up at 4 am coughing he would get up and rub my back. He took care of me when I was sick. I miss crying on his shoulder. I don't want to fight this on my own. I'm so lonely. I hate my life right now. I'm sick of being sick. I'm sick of feeling like I'll be alone forever.
I really want to call him but I can't...instead, I wrote this.
Thanks for listening.