The one person I finally gave everything to hurt me in the worst way possible. After being stuck in my room and depressed for about a week, I decided it was time to get up and pull myself together. After that day, I vowed to never let someone hurt me that much again, but in reality, it took a toll on my future. Now I'm 19, I don't have patients for anything let alone anyone. My resentment towards him is directed at someone else, someone who doesn't deserve it. It’s now very difficult to just give someone the time of day. I still don't see why I let the grief fall on people who aren't him, but I will always have a barrier when it comes to my feelings. I will always have philophobia, the fear of love or falling in love