So I’ve been fucking this guy for almost two years. We were strangers when we first met. Over the course of these two years we’ve gotten really close. Long story short I ended up falling for him because we were basically like a couple we just didn’t wanna admit it. And, I mean correct me if I’m wrong, but it was never a strict fwb thing because we spend a lot of time together and we would always talk and cuddle and all this shit, so of course it became more. Anyway I just realized that I’ve been waiting for him to grow up and he never will. We didn’t break up, or get in a fight, or anything like that, but I somehow feel a little empty inside because I really cared for him. I suffer from extreme depression, so I suppose I can blame some of it on that. But I hate myself for wasting two years doing this shit. I naturally get the one person who doesn’t want me. I don’t know, it’s a weird feeling. Very weird. He’s still one of my best friends, but the part of me that loved him so deeply is almost angry, because he acts like he had no idea when he did. There’s no fucking way you wouldn’t know our relationship had gotten to the point where it was a lot more than when it started. So the fact that he just thinks it was never anything else really makes me sad, and I feel a little emotionally used (if that makes any sense). I don’t really know what to feel or what to think, it’s weird