I almost ended my life because of you.
But I'm glad I didn't. Because that phone call you gave me made me feel like you do care.
Even though you love this new guy, and you're going camping with him this weekend, I feel like you care about me.
It's in a way that I don't want, because I want you to love me and care about me, but seeing as that isn't an option.. I'll just deal with what I've got.
It's just that crippling depression isn't a very good cuddler.
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