Something just happened, just to kick me even more when I’m down. Just the icing on the cake I guess. I hate my life foreal. It’s just like a “series of unfortunate events” I’ve been working on myself a lot. But nothing has been working out for me recently, and I was already fucked up over it. But I was just planning on how to pick myself up and then something else pops up.

I’m really hurting, and I feel like total shit. Things were not the best with this person, we were very up and down. Very amazing moments, despite the arguments and disagreements. I really cared about them. I wasn’t up to my full potential in that relationship, but I tried my best to support them through their things, as they did for me. I tried my best to be a good partner. I tried my best for everything to be as healthy as possible. Despite my BPD and everything.

But turns out I learned they actually openly hate me, and it just really hurts. I don’t understand tbh.

Despite when we would have arguments, and how it ended. I thought our relationship was good overall but it boiled down to that we just had certain incompatibilities, our mental healths wasn’t the best and we were having a hard times so it didn’t work out. But they didn’t see it the same unfortunately ,

I still care even knowing this, and I hope they have the best in life. Even though they probably don’t wish me the same.