I am still kind of in love with an ex of mine. We were together for a year and a half, and tomorrow would be our 2 year anniversary. I’ve been scared of this day for months. I have gone through stages of hating him, and staged of wanting nothing more than to be at his side for the rest of time. But, he cheated on me several times, and in such terrible ways. He has now found a new girl named Laura, and I don’t know what to do. She is so stupid. I’ve tried warning her, and as much as I hate to say it, I am envious of her. Because he ‘saved her life’. All the while, he is the reason I’ve now tried to end mine. Twice. I went to him for help, and all he did was get mad at me, and make me feel like s*** for feeling like s***. Every day I wake up, I lose him. Every time I try to fall asleep. I lose him. I hate myself passionately for every second he flickers in my thoughts. I’m just waiting for the day I either perish, or my feelings for him do. There is nothing I want more, then his happiness. Even though, mine should be worth more to me. I am so guilt-ridden because I still have so many feelings for him, and he seems to have finally started moving on. I just hope that something happens soon, because I can’t take this hopeless depression much longer. I’m about to give up on him, and everyone else. My mom doesn’t even know how much I hate myself, and she un-knowingly fuels the fire. I just wish there were an easier way out.
