Desperation, & The Presence Of

I’m… sad. That’s what it’s boiled down to. I recognize my mental issues – at least a large number, likely not all – and I can see how awful they are to live with. I feel such shame at what a burden I’ve been.

It’s time to accept that in the long term, I’m just not relationship material.

I’m just so lonely, and I’m in painful toxic love. Run while you still can.

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