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Heartbroken in more ways than one…
I’ve never been one to be known as the crazy girlfriend but lately that’s all I’m being portrayed as. My confidence level has deteriorated to the lowest point and worse of all I don’t have anyone to boost me up. I always thought I had friends that cared about me and wanted my best interest at heart but as the years have progressed I have witnessed how those that say they love me are only in it for the short run. Heartbroken I stand in a place I no longer recognize. It is just me and my emotions running wild until I finally feel free to call this place home once again. You ask what I did wrong and I say with no desire for lies that it was my constant need to be loved that led me here. I have lost it all due to a sublime ignorance of not knowing any better but I will now stand true and try to rise from the ashes I have created. Until I feel no more what it is to be heartbroken, I will conquer my fears and find myself knee deep is what I am most afraid of…dying alone.
