Wonder if people still write or read blogs nowadays.

Perhaps it's good to keep some kind of... memory.

Who hears the sound of my heart breaking... Who even know what it feels like?

This is so painful... so so painful. I literally can feel a stabbing in my chest.

Work keeps me distracted, keeps my mind off things - but everytime I'm left alone, that's all I can think about - you leaving me, and there's nothing more I can do.

Why did I make this mistake? That's what I keep asking myself. I don't even like him. Why do I keep self sabotaging?

No matter how expensive it is - I hope some psychotherapy can help me... I don't know what else I can do to save this...