6 ish years ago, I met a girl at a youth theater I was a part of. It took 18 months before I finally managed to sum up the courage and self worth to ask her to be my girlfriend. At this point, I was on the recovery from an initial bout of depression after my gran's death. A year later (3.5 years ago) things got bad. To say that for the next 2 years I put up with hell, would be a polite understatement. Don't get me wrong, there were good points, times when I felt loved, but in general, I just felt worthless and constantly down. Not to mention the fact that I was victim of a physically and mentally abusive relationship.
So, that ended just under 1.5 years. And since then, its been really hard for me to care about people, to trust anyone enough to let them get close to me. And, because I no longer value myself, I seriously don't know how people can care about me.
Since then, I found someone else, who I thought understood me, and who I opened up to. But being the glutton for punishment that I am, I let myself get hurt again. I genuinely believed that she cared about me, the same why I cared about her. But I was wrong, despite me getting the impression that she wanted more, she just wanted to be friends. Lets call her Samantha*. And that's where today began
Because Samantha and I have some group work together, I was up at hers today to get some work done for a presentation we have next week. And everything went well, we got lots of work done, we laughed, we joked, we listened to music. But my good mood was not to last. After leaving a familiar feeling of emptiness and loneliness. This evening, I just want to escape it all, but there's too much here to stop me, I have friends who I care about, people who I'd risk everything to protect. But I still feel empty and alone.
*Names have been changed to protect the innocent.