it's been 28 days since I slept in the same bed with him. He left me on the 8th of Feb. and we'd not slept in the same bed since the 5th.
He's all gone now. He even took his cat.
I think this might be it for me. I haven't been single for more than a few months since I was 18 but now I'm fat and unattractive. I'm weird. I'm unloveable. I will be single forever now.

What's the use of having friends. They flake on you (at least mine do) they're useless. They don't make me feel good. In fact, most of my friends are so self centered...all they do is talk about themselves, and I am there, oohing and ahhing and telling them everything's gonna be all right when it's not. Not for me, anyways. Does anyone care? I think not. I have problems, I have issues, but I don't feel comfortable sharing them with my friends. Not that I get many chances to. When I AM spending time with one of them, (if they HAVEN'T flaked on me, that is) I get to hear about their lives and their problems. I don't want to reciprocate. I know how annoyed I get to only hear about their problems, I don't wanna burden anyone with mine. So what's the point. I might as well be a loner. I can talk to my cats. At least they don't interrupt me or flake out on me. THEY can't leave the house