I feel absolutely hollow; empty of any happy feelings I once had. I’m unaware of how I’ll sleep, or eat, or just function in general these next few days, as I adjust to the reality that from day one all you were was just a fantasy. An elaborate unattainable fantasy that I had falsely created in my mind, in hopes some day it would be true.
I guess I’m the biggest fool of all, believing in something so perfect.
Shame on me.
”did that really happen to you at 5 if it did i am so sorry„some of us do care„and know your pain,i know it all to well.."