I used to be such a strong person. Despite depressions dark cloud, I always kept on. I just don’t see that light at the end of this tunnel. I was finally happy. I fell in love with my best friend. There was happiness, trust, love, and so much laughter. We built a life together, and I finally felt that comfort and security that I hadn’t felt since I was really young. I don’t know how to accept this. I don’t know how to move on again, in every sense. I feel like I’m stuck in an anxiety attack. I cry all the time, it’s basically my new hobby. I’m sick to my stomach when I think about this all being thrown away. So stressed that I can’t keep any food in for long. What do you do when the people you love, forget to love you back. How do you pick yourself back up. & then uproot your entire life yet again? I can’t seem to find the answer to this one.