I had to let go. Even though we was in love. His unhappiness drained my soul. I couldn’t continue be dragged into his misery. I as an empath coyld feel the way he loathed himself. It was so hard for me. I could feel the love I had for him and his hatred for himself. It was a constant battle inside myself which feeling was going to be stronger for the day or even hour. It was the oddest thing to fe...