I have to vent. Recently broke up with a boyfriend of almost 3 years, in a relationship where I did all the work. I cleaned for him, I tried to solve our problems. I did everything. Looking back on it, I mourn the effort I wasted much more than I mourn the loss of him. But today something hit me right in the face and it's the fact that it was either him or nobody. I don't have a support network. I hate my parents. I don't have irl friends. And it's back to my loneliness. Back to being aware of the fact that this guy I was dating was the best. I loved him, he's the best I'll probably ever get, and yet he did me like this. He treated me like a servant. A mother, and a sex doll. I'm aware this isn't an exclusive experience whatsoever, in fact it seems like it happens to most women, and I did not exactly think it would go differently with me, I guess I just wondered if I could bear it. And I can't.