I’ve been doing well lately not thinking of her. But the past few days have been tough. I think it might have something to do with the anniversary effect. Because next week is the anniversary of when she dumped me. A day two years ago that started off with morning s** afternoon s** and then dinner. But ended with me getting s*** faced drunk by myself in my bathroom wanting to die. Which I almost did. Months after I attempted suicide over the ordeal. Obv I failed. I’ve worked hard to be better, but I always end up thinking of her and missing her dearly. I hope the day comes when I’m not such a mess over you. F*** I hate my emotions