Alone
Well, it is entirely official. My fiance (whom I will refer to as W.C.C.) has broken up with me and states that he does not want to get back together. I cannot believe that he broke up with me just because he thought that it was the "only thing [he] could do to stop the fights." I believed that we could do anything as long as we worked together, that "anything" included our fighting, aswell.
I love him. I love him and I gave him everything that I could give. Yet, that wasn't enough for him. He even said that we could be friends, but we "can't hang out together because he doesn't want to lead me on." WHAT KIND OF BULLSH!T IS THAT?!?!?!?!
This has to be the #1 most painful breakup that I have been through. (Followed closely by my previous intimate relationship with Sky.) I can't believe that I stop crying every now and then. He broke up with me on Wednesday, October 7, and he made it permanent today.
I am so frightened that I will be alone for the rest of my life. I want someone to love me like W.C.C. and Sky did, but never want to let me go for any means. I want to feel important and cared for. I want to have meaning.
I know that this journal entry may seem disjunct for the reader, but I am letting out all of my feelings on the matter.
~*Whispers of a Dream*~
