Here I am thinking that this man loves me and wanted to be with me but really I don’t think he did. Our whole relationship feels like a lie. He got me to drive into town knowing that I didn’t have gas and had to be at work in 5 hours. Just to call me on my way in to town to tell me that it’s over because “I’m not happy enough” I have severe anxiety and depression and he knew. And chose to still be with me. I don’t feel good enough. I feel like a waste of space.