It’s Facebook official.... we’re broken up. 😢. He’s so narcissistic that I should be happy to be ridding myself of the mental trap that is being with him but I can’t help but to admit that I’m fearful. What if he was right this whole time about me. What if I really am too weak to make it without him and instead on my own in the middle of LA? Im making all these plans to decorate my place and make it look nice..... all his stuff in boxes by the door.... he’s not here but we just got off the phone after he hung up on me in the middle of an argument he started about how he doesn’t like the things I say to him in response to his constant ridicule and bitter “jokes”. I don’t even know why I still answer his phone calls. I guess I just miss the good shit you know. He was my best friend for three years before we dated. I did everything in the beginning. We were so in love and now he’s just so angry and so bitter and so mean. I don’t remember the last time he encouraged me like he used to. I’ve not only lost the love of my life but I’ve lost a friend. I’m in a cloud of confusion and I’m just trying to get myself back again. Somehow he ALWAYS knows just what to do and say to bring me back to square one where all I feel like is shit shit shit.