My father was a terrible father. Actually, he was not around enough to be a terrible father. He was an absent father. In my mid-teens, we became close again because he moved out on his 2nd wife who is super jealous of me because she resents my mother. He used to promise me we would get a place together and we never did. He used to promise that he would buy me a car when I turned 16, he never did. When I was even younger, he had me pick out a bedroom set. It was scheduled for delivery and he canceled. Sometimes, I would wait for him for hours and he would never pick me up. As a 21 year old woman, my heart was broke today. This is my first break-up from when I was 16. This hurts more though because this was a guy who I knew from when I was 9 and he was 6. Long story. I know he was only 18, but he seemed so mature and he made me promises... so many.... It was easier to get over the break-up from my 21 y.o bf when I was 16 because this guy was an obvious scum, but he NEVER promised me anything. Broken promises suck. What sucks even more is if my relationship with my now ex would have been successful, I would have been guaranteed a happy life outside of Chicago. He is in Europe and I have a home there. The plan was that we would both live in my family home out there forever and ever. Maybe constructing a pool and having a small farm. I hate city life. I hate the Mid-West. Without my bf, I feel lost and there is no reason to go back overseas except maybe to see him with some other girl. Walking around the mall, I felt lost today. The mall usually brightens me up too, but I just could not stop thinking.. I missed out on all my studying because I have not slept in a day and I have been crying hysterically for hours. To make this worse, he broke up with me the day after I decided I was done with my father forever. My father told his wife something personal about me that I confided in him. He is such a snake. I told my father that night that I hoped my relationship with my bf worked out, so I could leave him and Chicago forever. Now, I have lost the boy I feel I can not live without and I am stuck in the city I hate where my father lives as well. BTW- I am open to dialogue with anybody. I welcome new friends, especially if you are in my area.