My xT did not love me at all, she didn't even have unconditional regard for me. I failed by getting sick, and she dumped me. The night I OD'ed and was suicidal I called her. She told me not to call her and hung up. I hate her. She hates me. I guess we're even. She has hurt me down to my core. I will never see her again, and she is relieved. I always knew that if people saw the real me, they would hate me and leave. And I was right.