I don’t even know how to start this. I moved back home recently, for myself and partially because the man that I love told me he wanted me to. As soon as I got back he started avoiding me. Without going into a ton of details, he made it sound like he was in love with me one night, started blowing me off constantly, and then two weeks later had a new girlfriend. That he had just met. At first I found it funny because I really did think he was in love with me and just didn’t know how to be in love or how to express it. I also know too much about him so I assumed he picked her because she doesn’t know him.
That happened two months ago. I kept applauding myself because instead of being torn down, I started going to the gym consistently, working on starting my business, and just doing things that were good for my mental health. I told him to not talk to me again because this isn’t the first time he’s done this to me. The worst part is that he really was my best friend. He’s usually the person I’d talk to about what I’m writing about right now. And now I have no one who understands, who will just listen, and who wouldn’t freak out about what I’m about to say.
Tonight I was trying to get some clarity from him, most of which he doesn’t even have clarity on himself. And I just felt sick. I’ve felt sick and drained all day. I Fell to my knees and cried in the shower. I felt punched in the gut. How can someone go from being about to tell you they love you, to saying they don’t even know why they were going to? How do you treat an actual friend that way? I asked him if he loved me or hated me because I honestly don’t see any other option as to why he could treat me the way he does. His response was that he’s never hated me and to not look into it too deep.
I feel like I took ten steps back on my mental health within less than an hour. I’m not suicidal in the fact that I want to take my own life. But I’m not going to lie, I use to think a lot about cars hitting me, or taking a new allergy medication and having an allergic reaction to it (I’m allergic to everything). Those thoughts are coming back and fast. I don’t force these things on myself, but I wish they would happen. Sometimes I feel like people’s lives would be so much easier and better without me. I know that I get annoying because I ask so many questions and feel like I need an answer. I feel like I’m going crazy until I have clarity. I was going to talk to my mom or grandma about it, but I don’t want them to think I need to go see someone. Plus, how would I even tell them that sometimes I feel like life would be better for everyone if I wasn’t in it?
I know this probably doesn’t make a ton of sense because I left a lot of details out. I’m mainly scaring myself with how fast I began to decline today.