truth is, it hurts. it hurts a lot, and I don't know how to make it hurt less. and I've been down this road for a long time now, and I'm still failing at some essential step because the hurt is still here. The anxiety, the longing, the hope that something will save me from the pain. It is idiotic.
Hate it when people who once liked you now hate you and you're not supposed to be reading their posts but you ARE and you think of THE BEST REPLY THAT YOU KNOW THEY WOULD LOVE, but you can't reply it. Because they hate you now. For their own reasons, which are probably dumb and unfounded.