I have allowed you to share part of me, my thoughts, my interests. We met a few times. I knew that I wasn't good enough last time, not talkative enough, too tense. Still - it doesn't justify this development. I trusted and once again the harsh reality robbed me. The hope that things could be different was taken away from me. Now I feel like I'm back to where I was before, just dazed, unable to escape reality, feeling anxious,...