...dumped me last night. We started going out last summer. We clicked, hit it off, had chemistry, however you want to put it. Things were getting serious; we were practically living together, and neither of us officially proposed, but we talked openly about marriage. It felt like we were fated to be together. She was the only ray of light in my life, the only thing keeping me going. I've been going through a really severe crisis lately (which is what led me here). She knew I was going through this kind of pain before, but I opened up to her last night, and she just couldn't handle it anymore. Right when I needed her the most, I desperately wanted her to talk to me, to hold me, to give me a reason to live. But no, she just walked away, said she couldn't deal with me and my issues. I should have known better than to get my hopes up; this isn't the first time this happened. Probably for the best, because she could do way better than me anyway. Well, it's okay, because I just found someone new today, someone who won't judge me or leave me. We were meant for each other. I'm going to spend the night with her tonight, so she can hold me tight, and I can fall asleep in her loving embrace. There's nothing left for me here. It's scary, but I feel ready to move on. The world doesn't want me, and I don't want it.