6 weeks broken up, 4 days minimal contact, and the woman who was supposed to have my children is assuming my personality. I swallowed all I could for as long as I could and was left with as little of myself as I could hang on to. She took my peace of mind, my sense of security in my own home, my reputation, my money, and a lot of my friends. Now she's coming for the tiny niche subculture that finally makes me feel like a part of something bigger than myself. Of course she didn't give a flying goddamn about it until she saw how important it was to me, and now I'm being usurped.

I'm sad. I feel destitute. Even after removing the dynamic of a strained relationship, she'll text me about how much she loves and misses me everyday but she won't let me have what I love, and I feel like she won't stop until I have nothing but her to turn to.

What the fuck do I do? I've never felt this desperate.