It sucks because, for a moment, I was genuinely happy. For a moment, I felt like I was getting better, like maybe things were finally starting to make sense again. For a moment, I had hope. And then somehow, in the blink of an eye, it all slipped away again. I hate how quickly you can go from feeling okay to wondering how you got back here.
I genuinely don’t understand how people don’t want a clingy partner. You mean to tell me you don’t want someone who’s hopelessly obsessed with you, lights up over the smallest bit of affection and thinks making you happy is the greatest reward imaginable?