In mere minutes, I went from wanting to crawl into her arms to wanting to kill myself so I never have to think of her again. At this moment I'm stuck somewhere between the two.
I was mulling it over, and I know that I wouldn't have been able to hate her without the love that came before, because that was the only way she was able to hurt me this badly. I was vulnerable to her, like I haven't been since before people hurt me the way I was, and her pulling the rug out from under me is making me seriously re-evaluate my mental state now.
It's so bad right now that I want to go look for someone who hurt me before this, or who would in the same