I am 30, single, and the only anorexic male I've ever run into. My fiance called off our wedding less than 90 days before the date and left me an emotional wreck. All my friends have moved away and hate me now. The only people I interact with are co-workers and there are no young professionals-type groups in my midwestern town.
I tried to go out on St. Patrick's Day and ended up crying at the bar after I drank to much and couldn't hold it in anymore. Pathetic. I wish I could start over again, but I think I would probably mess up all over again. I have no hope and nobody to talk to. | |
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