Last night the only thought that crossed my mind was I wish I had cut deeper. I have been pushed beyond my breaking point. He didn’t want me to leave. He begged and begged. In a way it made me want to leave more. I couldn’t be responsible for his pain. It is a selfish, and deadly desire. I tried so hard to be happy. I just don’t think I can be anymore. Not with all the yelling. I can never do anything right. I just don’t know anymore.