So after 3 straight sleepless nights, now both the mind and body are not functioning properly. I want to get cocooned somewhere and hide there forever. I don’t feel weak but a bit of a headache, maybe it is because of the combo reaction from drinking and no sleep. I have been barely sleeping and heaps of overthinking.
I can’t believe that I lost all those folders and conversation archive. I can’t believe in myself that I am doing this and for real. I can’t believe am actually doing it and against the will. I have never been like this before. I cannot stop thinking about the past and the moment he said, “Leave me and go” and “Yes, I mean it”. It pinched me badly. Gosh, I am so clueless now.
I was so disturbed that I really don’t want to move out from the bed. So I bunked office and told my mom not to disturb me as I have a bad headache. All day long, I stayed on the bed and wondering what went wrong and when? He used to tell me good things about we being together and when and what went wrong that he wants me to leave him. As soon I think of him I wanted to check that folder where I kept all the good memories of us but another disappointment, it’s no more there. I kept on wondering thinking about him only and that’s when I think I have gone crazy.
I guess heaps of people were annoyed and few were concerned after me going ga-ga on FB. So I decided to post things normally like before and not to flood. Also, I need to protect his identity because those who are very close to me and knows both of us have huge doubt about us, thinking we are in a relationship. How I wish, Sigh!! although I might sound like we were in a relationship and hence I am acting all this crazy then I have to clear this thing here. We were never in a relationship, he never wanted one. It’s me who have gone crazy about him and thus, I call this an unrequited love.
I want to take leave from work and go nowhere and stay in my room undisturbed. At times, I feel like, without me give up on my life, how nice it would be if there would be no tomorrow for me. I even thought the moment I stepped out of the house I get into the accident and dead. I mean, what’s there for me to have faith on. I have a super crazy and loud family, I don’t expect anything from them. Neither I have a glorifying job which can be my alternate happiness nor I have faith in God to hold the rope of the hope. I relied on him so much that I find my life is doomed now. I can’t even sleep without him. Don’t get me wrong here, we sleep keeping our calls on and I am just happy, even with his snores. As soon he starts to snores, I fall asleep soundly within 10 mins or so.
I have to live until I find a way to escape and before that, I have to sleep and eat on time. So I started drinking since this evening so that I can sack up my bed on time and wake up normally. I guess this is the only solution I can think of as of now.
Please tell me I did a good thing. Freeing him was a good decision at least for one. At least, one of us should be getting what we want and I don’t mind giving up on him for him. Please tell me that was the best thing I can do though I will regret the lifetime. If he is happy then I will find a way to be happy. Now, I am scared of myself as I am discovering this side of me. I don’t know how and when will I learn to balance this up.