When I hear a conversation between two friends.
Boy: yeah, she cheated on me. It went on the entire time through the beginning of the relationship. I never knew.
friend: oh my god. Cheating sucks. That happened to me too before. I was so pissed.
Me, just sitting by myself, am freaking out. I don't know what happened. But I had a terrible ex who I loved with all heart who cheated on me with my best friend. I almost broke down crying in class.
Memories just ran through me of me torturing myself over it. The way he lied and abused my heart. I was scarred emotionally. I was in love with him. Apparently, he didn't think the same.
That was basically how my depression started. It was awful and it became worse and worse over time. I was heartless and brutal and just plain mean to others. I was hurting and I had to fake my happiness in front of everyone. I was a wreck.
But I had to pull myself together. We were going to the beach after that day. I eventually hates being touched and vowed to never let that happen again. Well, I never appreciated being touched, but that triggered it.
