i’m still alive…i think.
i don’t even know what I’m doing anymore. everything is literally falling apart around me. i’m *somewhat* homeless (AKA - I don’t feel comfortable living with my current roommate as he is beyond controlling), my now ex boyfriend - who has been one of my best friends for years - had a psychotic break, became violent, said the most hurtful things imaginable, and ended things with no word since. he knows my past, what i’ve been through, and what it did to me. it changed me. broke me. and yet - he is doing exactly what he promised he would never do. i don’t know that I trust anyone any longer. i don’t really have anyone. i’m feeling more alone than ever before. let’s see if i make it this time….