Well, the title. I am going to try to not sound like an overly dramatic teenager. When I lay on my beloved hammock and can't sleep and I start thinking about stuff, my mind goes to the "Do not pass" Zone and start remembering my ex-girlfriend. Even when kind of accept the fact that she could be possibly dead and it could possibly be my fault, I miss to be able to talk to someone about anything. I have resorted to talking to myself but I do not have the best relationship with myself. I feel like I messed up my only chance of being someome who loved me just as I am. That was two years ago and I still feel bad. So that's it.