so im friends with this guy...since he broke up with his gf we have been pretty close i guess.. well close in the flat.
i came back to the flat after being home - i was having a really **** day - i had a depressive episode where i was crying and cut myself and ended up in hospital.
Usually he would notice when im sad and cheer me up, we were so close in the flat before i left. But he was focused on some other girl in the flat - i got the feeling he didnt want to be around me, since he shut the door in my face or didnt invite me in.
I feel hurt when she told me, she said you could have at least given her a hug and he didnt bother - they both left me sitting in the cold by myself. She also told me that hes been messaging her for weeks on fb to come and hang out - which made me feel like i was just 'available' choice.
he said we are 'friends' but thats not 'friendship' and it hurts even more because i like him.
What do i do when i go back to the flat ?
What if he doesnt want to hang out ? i got so used to hanging out with this guy and being so close to him.
i came back to the flat after being home - i was having a really **** day - i had a depressive episode where i was crying and cut myself and ended up in hospital.
Usually he would notice when im sad and cheer me up, we were so close in the flat before i left. But he was focused on some other girl in the flat - i got the feeling he didnt want to be around me, since he shut the door in my face or didnt invite me in.
I feel hurt when she told me, she said you could have at least given her a hug and he didnt bother - they both left me sitting in the cold by myself. She also told me that hes been messaging her for weeks on fb to come and hang out - which made me feel like i was just 'available' choice.
he said we are 'friends' but thats not 'friendship' and it hurts even more because i like him.
What do i do when i go back to the flat ?
What if he doesnt want to hang out ? i got so used to hanging out with this guy and being so close to him.
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