Hurting

I haven't been this depressed in years, and I really don't like it.

I am tired of hurting, and I am tired of being hurt. I need to know where on my body is the sign that says "You have my permission to treat me like crap", then once I know where it is, I can rip it off and burn it because I give no one my permission to treat me like crap. Yet it keeps happening, and one of these days I am just going to snap.

My day started off really well, all through work I was happy, and with it, and then I come home. I get on Facebook and one notice catches my eye. My ex boyfriend, who a few weeks ago dumped me in a text message claiming he didn't want a relationship, is now in a relationship with some other girl.

It wasn't that he didn't want a relationship, it was just that he didn't want a relationship with me. Well why in the hell couldn't he just say that. Last time something like this happened to me I hated the guy who did it. I don't hate Matt... I hate myself.

My mirror needs to talk to me, like in Harry Potter, so that maybe I can figure out what is so wrong with me.

Cause this pain needs to stop, and I will do anything to save myself.