My ex fiancée left me two years ago. We were together for 10 years. It’s difficult, if you have a friend reach out to them. Being alone was the worst thing for me.

I’m never more paranoid, and constantly watching the package tracking. Reloading it every few hours then when it is fucking FedEx. I think I have got one package ever where I didn’t have to end up calling them, cause they always leave it somewhere else or it’s destroyed. First package I ever got I had to walk down the road in the rain and meet the driver because he couldn’t find where I lived and then walk back with him following me so he would “know next time.” That was after three days calling and explaining to them that I live across the street from the church that they repeatedly said they knew where it was at.