I was recently diagnosed with endometriosis...a few weeks before my surgery I pushed the love of my life out. Now I'll never have shit again. I'm drowning in my own thoughts and I'm screaming for help from everyone around me. I'm in emotional and physical pain every second of the day and I can't take it anymore. I'm about to give up fully and this is really my last cry for any help. This year was supposed to be the year I worked on myself and helped myself...but my body is giving out and my broken mind is just mush. I'm writing letters to those who think I'm a piece of shit for pushing him away...I just didn't want to make him seem like a failure for not giving them grandchildren or great grandchildren. Though I know they wouldn't give a damn anyways...I just don't know what else to do...