Therapy failed me several times in the past ... I have no faith in it ...

I decided to do whatever to hurt myself because I loved him. I only eat once a day (if that), smoke like a chimney, and drink all the time.

I'm at the point I don't care anymore, my 1st shot at feeling love ever, and shot down, it's the last time I'm ever put down ...

From here on in, only I will hurt myself, and I don't give a sweet **** what happens to me ...

That's my final answer to all this ...