Being alone is agonising for me. I dream every night about people that were in my life years ago, I can’t truly let anyone I loved go, being in love is all I ever think about and what I think will complete me but when I have it it isn’t enough. It’s never as perfect as I imagined and there’s always something wrong; they don’t care enough, they’re going to leave, they don’t even really like me. The void is just always there and it’s eating me alive.