I’m so glad you wish I were dead. I’m also so glad you decided to tell everyone through Facebook. Despite the fact that I argued with my parents for you, cried over you, fought for you, stood up for you, drove you 8, 000km so you could see your best friend. 

When everything I had to give was gone. When I was exhausted and had nothing left, I left you. I didn’t want to be the reason for all your problems, or your punching bag to get over them. I didn’t want to feel awful because I wanted to spend time with my friends, people who made me feel happy. 

So, i broke up with you. Now you want me dead. I think you are just proving that I was right about you.