back to square one

It's over.

She didn't want "negative" energy in her life.

She was talking about me.

She couldn't handle my depression. 

She couldn't handle my condition.

She couldn't handle my  mental illness.

She couldn't handle something that I have no full control of.

Aren't friends suppose to be there for everything?

Broken promises. Broken boundaries. 

Who knew I was such a waste of space?

She didn't deserve me. 

She didn't deserve knowing all my secrets.

She didn't deserve the friendship I offer to give.

She didn't deserve to see me at my worst.

If I could've taken all back -

I will take it in a heartbeat.