Well, lots has happened in my life lately. I seem to have lost a good friend, but I have gained a lot of strength. I guess it's good that he's gone, because he had gone from being a loving and supportive friend to somebody who every time I'm down had to start to point out my flaws. I'm sorry but somebody who is depressed doesn't need that sort of thing. He always seemed convinced I was obsessed with him and I don't see how anyone would be obsessed with somebody who tends to kick them when they are down. Just my personal views on it. I really think he got what he wanted out of me and once he figured he couldn't get anything else out of me, simply dumped me for a new friend. It's ok though. I still care about him. I worry about him. I know I won't ever see him again but I do care. I miss him a lot. I just pray he will be ok. I think he's going down a crooked path and will end up in trouble. I had been told by more than one person he had been sent to break me. I believe that now. Now that I've withdrawn I have a better perspective on the situation. It saddens me to think my friends were right all along and he was a harmful person to me. But next time I'll listen to my friends.