He said the "L" word last Sunday night. The whole time that we've been together I figured I would be the first to say it if it ever came up. But I was wrong. He said it first.
I told him I loved him. I do love him.
I'm sad and depressed. I don't want him to see me like this. I can feel it... physically... in my chest. The burning is back. Sleep didn't bring much solace. Should I drink it away? Start using drugs? Will any of this help?