Hello my people,

The day has arrived. Today, I am officially done with romantic love. My heart has been officially torn to shreds. I have a fellow redditor to thank for this, someone I met on this sub, actually! He isn't diagnosed of anything, though. He calls himself a sociopath/psychopath/narcissist/insert one of reddit's fave buzzwords here.

I want to burn him at the stake for destroying all my trust, not trying in this relationship, disappearing for days, being in love with his best friend and telling me about it with the utmost insensitivity, and SO many other things. Hey, I wasn't without fault either, I do admit. But, what hurt most of all when he broke up with me today was how he said he regretted us becoming romantic. He regretted the whole thing. He wished it hadn't happened. Poof. I don't know why I'm surprised. He didn't even think of me as his girlfriend, for fuck's sake.

I had promised to myself to never get involved with anyone anymore after last time. I knew I still hadn't healed. I should have known better. And now I just got so much more heartbroken. I don't know what will happen. I don't know how to deal with it. All I know is, never more.

Fuck you.