It's 3:30am and I can't sleep because all I can think about is how I acted towards my boyfriend when I was still talking to my FP (he's no longer my FP). I'm honestly so fucking disgusted with myself. I can't fucking believe that a couple of months ago I actually entertained the thought of leaving him to be with my FP. It's just playing over and over in my head and I'm fighting the urge to cut myself or smash my head into the wall. I can't fucking believe myself. My boyfriend is lying next to me right now and I just want to cry and hug him and apologie for everything. He is such an amazing person what the fuck is wrong with me? I almost lost the best thing that ever happened to me because of a asshole Weeb bronie. 