well it got worse.
agata came over with the mobile crisis doctors, and after they looked around and listened to me sob for an hr and a half, i was taken into the psych ward. there, they gave me meds, a bed, and diagnosed that i was in the middle of a nervous breakdown. i had become severely depressed and had lost the ability to take care of myself.
listen, i know its very little to do with him specifically. but when Love is your lifeblood, and it gets sucked out of you, with nothing left except mouthfuls of venom, unaddressed hopeful implications, zero communication, even less than an iota of compassion, utterly and completelty ABANDONED, how much can a gal like me, who loves deeply and with her whole heart do?
sweet agata called and emailed my dad who drove up the next day, and i was signed away to his care. im currently in a hotel, unsure of what the future holds, as im not allowed/capable of making decisions for myself.
this is really sad. a disporportion reaction, yes. especially cos it all could have been lifted by just the tiniest sliver of empathtic love.
i promise ill always act from loving kindness, cos i wouldnt wish this on anyone.
please keep me in your thoughts.
current mood: broken, vacant, embarrassed.
current music: (though its merely in my head) hum - stars