(cont.) i don't mean given up as in going to kill myself or anything, no. i'm not like that. i'm too good for that. i've given up on pretending that nothing happened, denying everything, and acting like i don't hate them. they're gone, them (and my childhood) are not coming back, and why should i pretend that i don't despise them, especially when i do? people killed themselves over this breakup and they're just completely pretending that never happened.