Okay, I’m going to make this as concise as possible because if I told this story in its entirety, you’d be reading this for a week.
I met a girl in a psyche ward at a hospital. I was there for severe depression, she was there for anorexia. I was seventeen, she was sixteen. I fell hopelessly in love with her. I left the hospital after a month, and haven’t seen her since. I kept in touch with her for a while on myspace and facebook, but she no longer gets online. She has since moved on, gotten a boyfriend, and severed all contact with me. I haven’t seen or spoken with her in over three years, but am still as much in love with her, if not more than I ever was. I have become obsessed with her. I think about her constantly, dream about her almost every night, and have conversations with her in my head. Sometimes they’re one-sided, sometimes I make up her replies. I write her letters tens of pages long, only to throw them away. My friends have become distant because they’re sick of hearing me talk about her. I have been unable to date or have relationships with other girls because of this. She has been so deeply engrained into who I am that if I were to suddenly stop loving her, I wouldn’t know who I was anymore.
I realize I’m pathetic, so you don’t have to tell me. All I want to know is what I can do to recover from this insanity. I want to have a normal life again. Please help me.