Life sucks.
I took the exam, and out of the 3 hours, I stayed in the exam room for 30 minutes. I didn't hand in anything. It hurts and it hurts. I want to feel heard, I want her to learn, to take a beating, to realize that life doesn't work the way she wants it to. That what she did was a lie. That hiding from me who she talks to, who she meets, her pains, her joys was deceiving me. That not sharing her life with me after two years of dating is a lie. That she never included me in her life when I did. When she let go of my hand when we were in public after more than a year of dating for fear of a neighbour seeing it, it's hiding, and that hurts. A lot. That she talked to me about change when she never changed. When she thought her own parents weren't capable of changing, that they should separate because it was the best thing for everyone, that there was no other option for improvement.
She's a snob, a parasite. The worst thing is that if she asked me back, I would accept without a second thought. The most painful thing about a breakup isn't the damage the other person has done, but all the good they've done.
I have to hold on until Friday. Talk to my parents. Wait for time to put everything in its place