I don't pity you.

Every time a person ventures to tell or show me exactly how weak I can be, I completely change. I lose myself.  This has happened exactly four times in my life, one of which is right now.  I don't want to lose myself, but I know I will. I also know that finding myself again is going to be a painful process. I know you're hurting, but so am I. I hate the feeling when I'm slipping through my own fingers, when I don't let myself feel anything. I can't genuinely cry. I can't genuinely laugh. I can't genuinely care. I can't genuinely believe. I know how this works, and I already feel the resentment brewing within me.  I don't want to have to push you away.  I don't want to resent you , because I love you...but I feel it coming on...

“So here’s a piece of advice: let go when you’re hurting too much, give up when love isn’t enough, and move on when things are not like before. Surely, there is someone out there who will love you even more.”