square one.

picture this:
you wake up one morning to find out that the love of your life is no longer speaking to you.
the man who you have loved for several years has cut off all communication with you, without giving you any advance notice.
up until this point you had assumed everything was great, as he gave you no reason to think otherwise. you have no idea what you did to cause this, or if this was even your fault, but of course you feel that must be the case, as you assume the victim position in this situation.
you try calling and calling and calling and send hundreds of unanswered text messages, even after coming to the realization that there is a a 99.999% chance that he will not respond.
your friends tell you that you should be angry because you don't deserve to be treated this way, and you know that they are correct, but deep down all you really want is to hear his voice again.
you feel like a fool and begin to think that the last several months have been a lie, because something is obviously quite wrong.
you try many various coping methods, but still miss him terribly and want to hold him in your arms and kiss him and tell him how much he means to you.
you don't care that he's being an insensitive ass, because you love him and you just want things to go back to the way they were.
this has been my life for the past five days, and this blog will be dedicated to documenting the days following this crisis.