letterstomissjain

Hi there beautiful,     Another overwhelming night. Nothing serious happened today except for the fact that you texted me. Obviously like a total stranger. Talking business. That and I was told to empty my quarantine accommodation today. So tomorrow is gonna be a long difficult day. But that's besides the point.      Ever since you decided to pull the plug on our relationship, I've been sad and anxious and all things bad. I could't really pin point what the problem was. What is it that you did to me that's missing so badly. All my favorite things stopped being my favorite suddenly. Time won't go by. I can't sleep. I can't stay up.      The longings quickly gave way to anger, and anger, instead of leading to hatred, led to more longings.      I tried to think about it objectively. What is it that you're gonna do with your phone calls and messages that'll make my life bearable? You're not much of a sweet-talker. You've ...

 Hi there Beautiful,    It's been 24 hrs since you officially called it off. It is a new experience I'll admit. Over these ten years of knowing you I have often wondered how I'll ever take it when you left me. Don't get me wrong. I never imagined living without you. But you being you, have broken up with me a million times before. Some of those times felt almost as real as this. And I have had really varied experiences. I think I have lived through the entire spectrum of Psychiatric illnesses. Panic attacks in college, acute anxiety episodes in Babina, a full blown nervous breakdown before the obs exam. But then you always came back. And came back with such force that I forgot all about it, until the next time you broke up. But even then the old experiences stayed old. They'd never surface. Every fucked up break up was a new experience. A new trauma that you'd pull me out of. Every time I'd discover something new and ugly about me. And every time when you ca...