It's 2 AM (and September) and I'm pretty sure I'm going insane.

It's like he just woke up one day and decided he didn't want to be with me anymore, and now I'm the one stuck agonizing over it.

How do you spend five years with someone, and then just turn it off? I don't understand. As ridiculous as it feels to vent to a blog, I'm just really starting to think I'm losing my mind over this.