I'm falling apart.
You've made me so emotionally ill that my body is giving up on me. I can't retain food, I can't sleep, I can't smile. You used to make me so happy... What happened?
When I ask if you're happy with what you've done... I really mean it because despite what you've put me through I hope for you to be happy with all that I have left... which isn't much.
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