You'd think five years would be enough time to cope and move on. It's not.If anything, it's given me more unrealistic ways to deal with my loss.More pain. And even worse, a woman I don't love.A woman that isn't her.I hate her.She hates me, too.My life's a mess.My heart's nonexistent.My soul was lost long ago.Worst of all, I no longer have any fucks to give.They say you find your true love after you lose your first one.I call bullshit.