Everything was going well, by 11 pm I had finished my work, and had had a healthy diet, I had meditated and was completely relaxed. Then, as I was in bed and out of the blue, images from MC came to my mind and I started crying my tears out.
I sent him one more message: ‘I will always be yours, even if you don’t want me I will love you forever’.
I already regret sending him such a stupid message – stupid in as much as he obviously not only does not give a damn about me, but openly scorns me. All this addiction of mine to MC is not really a sign of true love, it is the sign of my phatomless loneliness.
MC is just the last in a row of people whom I’ve begged to be loved by.
Disgraceful me.