I am never good enough.

I thought I finally found happiness, and finally found the one who would make me feel good enough.

2 years ago he saved my life when I was at my lowest. Note already written, mind not quite made up.

For almost two years I was happy again. I thought that someone finally wanted the same things in life I wanted.

I thought someone finally wished nothing but the same happiness I wish for them.

I’m never going to walk down the aisle with this man that I love. I’m never going to be in a white gown and committing my love to him in front of everyone.

I’m never going to have children with this man. Though we want them, if just having me around is too bothersome, I won’t bring children into his life.

I’m just “always there” and “want too much time with him.” He needs to “charge.” I need to give him space.

I’ve been giving him space for months. I’ve asked for nothing but his time, but it’s “too physically exhausting.”

I’m never going to share this with him. Because there’s no point in breaking him as well. But I know that this relationship must end.

I’ll never be fully happy with him again.

We live together and I’ve never felt more alone.

Never will I find someone who can see what I need. A life of happiness, a marriage, happy children, and a little bit of their time.

Never, because I think either it doesn’t exist where I’m from, or I never fall for the right kind of man.

I express everything on my mind. I talk about my feelings, and ask him to express his. I hold nothing back. I’m honest. But I’m too much for him.

I just need someone to hear me, because he’s not. And I can’t do it anymore.