Struggling
Posted: January 14th, 2023, 8:39 am
Hey everyone,
I’ve been having a really hard time these past few months. I dated a girl for a bit over a year, the longest anyone stuck around for. I truly thought we were in love and that she would always be there. She halfway broke up with me in September, saying she needed space and listing a bunch of things that were wrong that she had never mentioned before. Then when I tried to talk to her, I got really short unloving responses. I feel completely abandoned and unlovable. She eventually said that we needed to be just friends for the time being. I’ve been surviving since September on pure hope that we would get back together but now I’m at the point where I’m thinking more about how she was unwilling or unable to listen when I would talk about my feelings. And how she would never talk to me about hers. It feels like just one more in a long line of women who left when they saw the real, sad me.
I wish I could care about anything else, I wish I could believe that I could be happy by myself. I feel completely alone and that nothing I try instead makes me feel any better at all because what I really want/need is someone to love me. Therapy, exercise, work, family, self-care all feel completely pointless. I’m in a very “what’s the f-ing point” place.
-Alex
I’ve been having a really hard time these past few months. I dated a girl for a bit over a year, the longest anyone stuck around for. I truly thought we were in love and that she would always be there. She halfway broke up with me in September, saying she needed space and listing a bunch of things that were wrong that she had never mentioned before. Then when I tried to talk to her, I got really short unloving responses. I feel completely abandoned and unlovable. She eventually said that we needed to be just friends for the time being. I’ve been surviving since September on pure hope that we would get back together but now I’m at the point where I’m thinking more about how she was unwilling or unable to listen when I would talk about my feelings. And how she would never talk to me about hers. It feels like just one more in a long line of women who left when they saw the real, sad me.
I wish I could care about anything else, I wish I could believe that I could be happy by myself. I feel completely alone and that nothing I try instead makes me feel any better at all because what I really want/need is someone to love me. Therapy, exercise, work, family, self-care all feel completely pointless. I’m in a very “what’s the f-ing point” place.
-Alex