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plalace
- Feb 19, 2024
- 131
I lied that my ex wanted to get back together, and that he broke up with me again within a week, so I could talk and receive support from some colleagues at work. A colleague spoke to me during the break, we sat together, talked about expectations, love, and she comforted me. I ate a piece of cake I bought at the market. I'm feeling down, sadder right now... for something that didn't happen. I just wanted comfort, to be seen as a victim by the people around me, by the people I don't care about. I think the idea of them being sad when I die does me good.