I guess you'll really be leaving this time. Day 2 of barely any sleep. Day 2 of me waking up crying and still crying. I don't know if I can be left alone. It hurts and you haven't even left. I don't know what to do or who to talk to or how to not lose it. I wish I could breathe. I wish i couldn't feel more.  I'm happy you know what you want to do now. I hope you find someone that's not like me, someone that will actually make you happy. Clearly I can't do anything right.