I've sent yet another email asking if we could talk even if it was for just 5 mins,using that email tag that someone mentioned before so I'd know if he'd seen it.

I had this moment with my old best friends where I came back crying after meeting them at a cafe and I promised myself that I would never need anyone like that again. I'm reminded of that now. Yes I understand it's me. That i'm just so damn needy and pathetic-I can't cope on my own and be a fully functioning adult. He makes these stupid statements like he's here for me but he's not. I want out. I'm the one sat crying. I once waited and counted 34 days until my psychology teacher sent me an email when i was 15.