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That would be a result of how I feel. I'm upset, my mom forbid me from talking to/seeing the only boy who makes me happy.....He's everything I wanted, he was the only good I had, and now he's gone. I never thought a boy could make such an impact as he did. I feel absolutly pathetic, from the minute my mom told me I couldn't talk to him til now I've been crying. I cried so much I've been shaking, my hearts pounding, I can barely breathe. I threw up twice. I feel like I'm trapped in a deep anxiety attack that I can't get myself out of. I don't want to talk to anyone, everytime I look at his pictures, I get even more upset. Why me? Why us? Why do people feel the need to interferre with my relationships, what we had was good, and would've gotten better. I didn't have a bad feeling about him and I, looks like I was wrong completly. Now I would just kill to hear his voice, one last time. This is just like a bad dream.....