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I felt this way for a long time after we separated. Even though I was the one to leave, I don't think they tried very hard to keep me around. Of course, it's not like I knew what they were thinking or feeling after we parted, but my own pessimistic thoughts wouldn't let me believe otherwise. I could only imagine that they were glad to be free of me, especially since I hadn't really been there for them when they needed me, and my jealousy sparked some very sad arguments. It probably also hurt them that they could never change my mind about how I felt; maybe they thought I was a lost cause.
Regardless of how they felt, I was broken and depressed. I couldn't find joy in any of the things I used to; from playing games, to watching anime, movies, shows, listening to music. I just didn't have the motivation to do anything anymore. It was a rough time, and dragged on for far longer than it should have.
Oh, and I forgot to mention, I drew this one up around the same time as the last, November 2023, though a little bit earlier in the month.