My boyfriend of a year broke up with me a week ago because he said it wasn't fair that we didn't feel the same. All this happened after I told him that I love him. I never needed him to say it back, all I wanted was for us to be happy. I feel like all my organs have been ripped out and stamped on. I have cried for days, and last Sunday attempted to take my own life by overdosing xxxx. My ex was the one to take me to the hospital, he has also stayed with me this week to make sure I don't do anything like that again, but today he called my brother so that he didn't have to be the one with the responsibility. I love him so much, and it's tearing me to pieces that he's not there for me to kiss and cuddle and talk to. He told me last night that he thinks he might be making a huge mistake, and that I'm the person he cares most about in the whole world next to his kids. If I can't have him, life isn't worth living. I don't want to live with this pain any longer.