He did not eat again yesterday, just drank himself into a stupor. Again.
Last night, after he ignored me once again, I lit into him. Of course, he was "drunk" already. Couldn't talk. Of course. I cried, he stumbled n tripped over his words. Eventually he did say he never stopped loving me. That was all I had needed to hear for 2 FUCKING DAYS!!!! Didn't matter much, tho. I still went and cut before I went to bed. My leg...tried on my arm. Just caused more bruising. But my leg has a few good lines. Helped me get to a point where I was no longer crying.
I also prayed to God to take my pain and to bring Bryce and I back to each other. I hope he heard me.
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