Bad timing for a post like this, it's totally midnight on christmas, we all love christmas. Regardless, some things are weighing on me. Ive been feeling the depths of suicidal despair lately. I can't tell if the title's situation has been serving more to distract me from suicidal thoughts, or to exacerbate them. It's been doing both, I think. On one hand, his attention is intoxicating and seems an escape from my suicidal feelings. On the other hand, I think this all makes me feel way more vulnerable and unstable than I would otherwise. Both my "feelings" for, and my intimidation towards him are just as extreme and intense as my hope to die. He's kind of a terrible creep but he seems like something that I have to live for. It's wild to me that he behaves in the way that he does and probably just goes about the rest of his days not thinking about how deeply it affects me. Maybe he underestimates just *how* vulnerable and immature I am compared to him. I value my own life and self little enough for me not to feel compelled to cut ties, but to anticipate seeing him in the future just to understand how far he's really willing to take things. He always surprises me with how brazen he is... so much so that my surprise brings me back to earth from suicidal spiraling. A rock, a hard place.