I was supposed to kill myself almost 3 years ago on my 24th birthday. I wish I had.
I can’t bear the knowledge that my ex is moving on with her life and happy and doing well while I am so tortured over what transpired. Losing her love is horrible, but losing her as my best friend–that’s what just makes me wish I was dead. I’ve been optimistic about life, and doing OK sometimes and looking forward to the long vacation which I just got back from. But now I’m back and all alone and feel like I’m at square one. There are times when I’m […]