You know, it's really difficult for me. I get depressed, I ruin the relationship, I run. I dumped him and he was wonderful. All I can think about is getting him back. I wonder what he's doing, I wonder if he's okay, I wonder if he cares. I have been thinking about him on and off all day. It's very hard not to talk to him when I miss him and am having a hard time with the depression and just want to hear his voice. I feel like I have royally screwed up. He was still with me. He hadn't broken up with me. He was giving me a shot. I just dumped him. I didn't want the relationship to end like my last one, because he's more important than that. He deserves better than constant complaining. I am not saying he was perfect, but he was so close. I have always been scared of marriage due to my parents divorce, but when I thought about marrying him, I got all happy. Why would I let that go? *sigh* He says he needs a few days to not talk to me to get his head straight(yes, we've been talking since...it's only been 8 days, feels like forever). I feel like he's given up and maybe feels relief that I got to it first so he didn't have to hurt me. It's just hard to not talk to him. I just want him to hold me right now because I'm so down. There are so many things I wanted for OUR future. Now I think about doing those things alone and it just makes me more sad. Does anyone else obsess about relationship with their depression or am I just different? If you do, how do you deal with it? How do you not talk to them, or go to their house, or just send them a message saying "how was your day?" I miss him
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