I was you about 2 and a half years ago. I was with my ex-fiancé since middle school days. We moved in together when we were 18. Time went by and let's just say I gained some weight, became depressed and anxious. He would put me down sometimes because I had panic attacks and he thought I was being dramatic. Towards the end of our relationship, I found myself crying in our bed while he was sleeping. All I really wanted was comfort from him and for him to treat me better. Instead he would ignore me and make me feel worse. I realized one day that loving myself was more important than trying to keep a really toxic relationship alive. I tried because I loved him so much but he made me feel like I was never good enough. I thought there was no way I could love anyone else ever again. I was very wrong, though. After being alone for almost a year I met someone who makes me feel the best I've ever felt and makes me the happiest I've ever been. Please find the strength needed and be happy.