Have you ever been in a relationship with someone for almost six years? Has that person also been your best friend since you were both children? Have you been madly in love with this person since you met them, and they madly in love with you? And you forgive each other for all the mishaps and the wrong doings of both parties and suffer through the struggles and relentless challenges; hoping that at some point in the near or far future there will be a golden end to it; possibly marriage or at least moving in together and living out your dreams and growing old with them? Only for all that to come crumbling down like a castle made of sand? For everything to just crumble to dust and the love fades and now you aren't together, you have a thing for another girl, she has a thing for another guy. And all the things you picture doing with that girl are now being done with another guy, replacing you?
Well in case that hasn't happened to you, it is happening to me. To be quite honest with you, I'm being a pu**y about it, I've gotten extremely depressed, even put a gun to my body and pulled the trigger. I've been given pills in order to just quiet my brain and go to sleep at night. I'm on the verge of insanity and my doctor even suggested that I may need to go to the local mental institution.
I'm not quite sure what to do, or say.
How does one go about handling this? It's honestly hard for me not to cry at the sheer thought of her being around another guy, especially when I'm trying to talk to her on the phone, and another guy answers while she is passed out in bed from being drunk at a party. My friends, I feel like proper shxt.
I'm not asking for pity, just a little helpful advice or wisdom.
Well in case that hasn't happened to you, it is happening to me. To be quite honest with you, I'm being a pu**y about it, I've gotten extremely depressed, even put a gun to my body and pulled the trigger. I've been given pills in order to just quiet my brain and go to sleep at night. I'm on the verge of insanity and my doctor even suggested that I may need to go to the local mental institution.
I'm not quite sure what to do, or say.
How does one go about handling this? It's honestly hard for me not to cry at the sheer thought of her being around another guy, especially when I'm trying to talk to her on the phone, and another guy answers while she is passed out in bed from being drunk at a party. My friends, I feel like proper shxt.
I'm not asking for pity, just a little helpful advice or wisdom.