At the end of the day, I just want to say that if you have pushed your boundaries for somebody who, in return, made you believe that to have killed yourself was the better option, it was not your fault.
If anything this proves how wonderful you are, how willingly you poured your life into the hands of a stranger, how you made your home in them.
And all of this doesn't make you cheap.
Or priceless.
You are precious, so precious.
Just because you chose to do it all for the wrong person does not make YOU the wrong person.
You are not wrong.
You were mistaken, misguided, possibly lonely, feeling emotionally abandoned and committed a lapse in judgement, but it's over.
And that's not sad.
For everything that ends, something much better starts blossoming.
No don't go around looking for your next mistake.
Look at the mirror instead.
See the person staring back at you.
You want to heal others, start with the mirror person.
You want to love others, start with yourself.
She is me and I am her, and everyday we save each other.