Tonight I planned to go out with my boyfriend and his friends. I got all dressed up, chose an outfit, spent all day thinking about how happy I am that he wants to show me off to his friends, and wants me to spend time with him. But just as I finished work and was about to join him and his friends, and he messaged me saying he didn't want me to come. So naturally, I broke down, threatened to break up with him. Cried in the middle of the street. And now im just sat in my bed, covered in cuts and blood.   


I just feel so fat and ugly, like he doesn't want me to be seen with me, or that he's ashamed of me. Or that he doesn't want me to come because he's getting with other girls. He said he'd come over later, but he probably won't. And if he does, he'll probably just break up with me. Because i'm a horrible crazy girlfriend who just creates problems. 