I'm feeling like I'm getting duly punished for breaking my own rule - not to trust and/or love. But I broke that rule and the consequence is anguish, longing, regret, embarrassment, shame and a desire to ctb so badly that I'm shaking. When it finally comes, if - no, when - I feel like this it wont take much for me to just take it and get one hell out of the way for another one. Just let me leave this one where there is always foolish hope of things getting better; in the next hell, that's it. It's permanent. Eternal damnation. I think I've earned at least that.