Indistinct Mumblings of an Unsound Mind

I used to be the one she shared things with.

That’s all I want. A trusted companion – someone to share with in life’s experiences. Someone to treat me like their confidant. That’s what a relationship is about.

I’m not in that position any more. I seriously doubt if I ever will be again. It breaks me, tears me down, and slowly erodes my soul every day.

Hopefully this is the break she needs for a reset.

As for me, all the time alone, with my mind to wander, is not a good thing. At least she said she loves me before she left. She so rarely says it, and it means so much to me.

I grew up in a children’s home. I never got that reassurance or the kindness of hearing and feeling I was loved. Not until much later. So I’m a bit depraved for that kind of affection. It’s the kind of thing that makes the difference between depression and happiness. Feeling alone is an awful feeling.

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