if ur not borderline i promise u that u don’t get it. ppl have tried to tell me that they understand how obsessive i am in relationships because they get mad when their bf is talking to other girls. no. u don’t get it. and u should be happy u don’t get it. it’s not cute to have panic attacks in the middle of work because ur partner texted u in a “different tone”. it’s not fun having ur whole day ruined because u just remembered they have friend and ppl they care about outside of u. it’s not normal to genuinely want to die because they didn’t compliment u with the same enthusiasm they usually do. it’s scary and embarrassing and guilt inducing. u don’t get it and i’m so glad u don’t but pls stop trying to relate to something that u physically can’t. it doesn’t make me feel better it makes me feel invalidated and embarrassed because u DONT know how deep it goes.
Splitting is so obnoxious:
- I love you. We are perfect. We’re gonna get married. We’re gonna have kids.
- You don’t love me. You wanna leave me. One day you will find someone and realize you never loved me. You’re gonna leave me.
- I need more. Your love isn’t enough for me. I want movie-love. I need passion. You can’t give me what I need.
- I wanna be alone. Leave me. Fuck you. I hate you.
It’s exhausting. Fucking exhausting.
