So M found somebody else. We weren't back together officially, but I was working on it. I know it was probably just because I was feeling lonely and would have taken anybody, but now that she's moved on, I think that I might have given up my only chance at love. It's like the universe threw it at me again and again and I kept on rejecting it, and when I finally said yes to love, the universe yanks it away from me. I know I treated her like shit, and I was feeling really bad about it. She never did anything to intentionally hurt me, she's really a good person, just confused. Blah, I dunno. I miss her.