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I’m definitely lonely, and also depressed over how life has gone for the past months. I don’t have much to celebrate. I don’t really think of him that fondly tbh. I do always remember the hurt that was caused, even more than the good stuff, but under there is just the feeling of comfort, belonging, and something close to love.
I’m definitely lonely, and also depressed over how life has gone for the past months. I don’t have much to celebrate. I don’t really think of him that fondly tbh. I do always remember the hurt that was caused, even more than the good stuff, but under there is just the feeling of comfort, belonging, and something close to love.