I met the most perfect woman for me. Someone who I wanted the marry. I lost her because I'm emotionally incompetent and stuborn. I met someone who could have sympathy for me. Someone who understood my past. She saw value in me. I don't know if this is for the better. I might be making the worst mistake of my life. I don't know what is right. I was unsuccessful in finding a real relationship until I met her. I had tried for so long.
I am a horribly flawed person, and the world has judged and sentenced me accordingly.