You don’t seem to be happy. And i can’t do anything to make you happy. And it stress me out no matter how hard I pretend that everything’s gonna be okay.
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I’ve passed the 3 stages of griefing how everything has changed between us. Denial. Anger. Bargaining. And I’m currently in stage 4. Depression. I’m juat so stressed out how I will reach the acceptance stage.
I’m so messed up right now I wish I could hide somewhere and cry out loud
We had the chance and we wasted it. Not blaming you since I also gave up on you. It just keeps me wondering about many things and it scares me, a lot.
It’s just too sad being useless to you and it seems like you have no problem with the situation right now.