I ran away from a toxic relationship, moved 5 hours away just to try and put distance between me and her. But all I did was make it harder to reach my support group. Now I'm out on my own and I hate the person I am. Desperate for love and affection, addicted to porn, wishing I could just stop existing. I feel like I have nothing when I know that's not true. So many doors flew open to make this possible, but now it all just feels pointless. I don't know my own interests and hobbies because I had to change so much for my toxic partner to just give me the slightest attention. I sacrificed myself to be with her and now I don't have anything that makes me feel like me. And I don't have much time to rediscover things, because I'm working 20 hours of overtime at my current job. Everything just feels hopeless.