We broke up about a week ago. He knows everything about met and we were so comfortable with eachother, he says our personalities aren’t compatible. I hate myself so much even though I know it was wrong and I could feel us drifting away. It hurts to know he has friends and I don’t. I completely isolated myself. He has all these friends to hang out with and he says he’s fine and doing well, while I’m just sitting here in misery drinking myself to sleep and taking Xanax just so I can feel numb. A few days ago I tried to kill myself by overdosing on my anti-depressants Xanax and codeine and god damn I wish it worked. I never want to feel this pain again. How am I supposed to face the world?