Im starting to wonder whether im just hell bent on self destruction or am addicted to my ex, or my misery... Not sure which one it is...
She came over today because we needed to register one of the cats with the council, so i went with her then ended up spending a couple hours just hanging out with her. It started out fine, light hearted banter and chatting which was really nice, but of course serious conversation topics kept being brushed and i think we both just got a look at how messed up each other is right now. I knew she was a wreck but i dont think she realised how bad i am.
I've tried to hide it from everyone, im letting everyone think im getting better. I know i need to be away from her to heal. But i just seem to not be able to stop myself i want to be in her presence still. I really do think im somewhat addicted to her or something. I know we will never get back together and the best we could hope for is friends, but a part of me will always be waiting for her, always wanting her. She was my reason for living, she was the reason i didnt kill myself 2 years ago. She was my whole world.
I know im ****ed up right now, im reverting back to the person i was before i met her, a very damaged person really. I'm getting back a devil-may-care attitude and walking around with an almost strut really... Its how i protected myself growing up. So its how im protecting myself now, only problem is that person i used to be was a regular cutter, regular self harmer... So its not a good person to be, but its who i need to be right now to survive this. But i think how ****ed up i am really upset her, and i tried so hard to not let her know just how ****ed i am, but she sees through my bravado like no one else does..
At least i can keep everyone else fooled...