Thanks man, appreciated it

This time around tho', options are much more limited than ever before, gonna be a toughie

on you...it's quite bad...

actually, it's worse.

It's better never to have than to have and than not to have it anymore...

Few very rough nights coming in....

Hear Hear!

Hi,

"Beginning is such a delicate time"

Six months ago, I would never envision me posting anything on sites like this ever again yet there you go.

Moreover, isolating and annulling any efforts of some deeper friendship was so heavily present in my life by someone who actively was working on destroying the family that I am now left not only lonely but alone as well (and this was said to me straight in my face after 13 years).

According to latest study, those in my condition (Primary Progressive MultiplSclerosis) die 40% more due to depression so any of your messages to keep me occupied and saying "hi, how was your day today?" will be met with utter gratefulness and humbleness.

I will also do the same for you.

Please understand, toxic positivity honestly does not work for me so please, if to you your life feels better with "sending thoughts and prayers" so be it.
Truth in that is, such lifestyle does everything for you and absolutely nothing for me.

So that's why I'm here; to meet those of "opposite gender" with whom I can relate with despite my illness and make my days a bit more focused and steered away from this incredible grief by typing to each other without stigmatizing recovery time we all have to go through after very nasty losses.

Hope to hear from you soon in a message...

It's certainly more than just you.

Same here but with a 13 year old child in between and my very nasty diagnosis.

Let's blame Netflix and somehow move on, I still don't know how either.

Bottom line is, emotional parasites are selfish in their very nature, just like that scorpion from fairy tale about a creek.

She will find someone she can ignore, finding someone who isn't is a much harder task.

Look at it this way; you always have a choice.

I would move somewhere else asap, personally I can't so I threw 90% of the apartment's stuff out.

There is no point in lingering to memories that were fake.

Love does not run it's course, primitive human need to be more important than they are does. You are a victim, not a part of "life's consequence".

No magic sauce there, your pain has to run it's course.
It will. It's also so hard to be wronged by doing nothing.

I won't share any toxic positivity now, time for grief is in front of you, sooner or later. Projecting this hurt to those around you is currently your biggest challenge, especially if you decide to hide behind work or a hobby.

Own it instead for the sake of who ever comes next to your life.
Yet I know, none of this means anything to you right now.

It maybe will in a year's time if you ever come back to read it and I wish you eventually will.

It's "one second at the time" mode for you now, it will turn into minutes and than hours...