Self love is so important. Because when you're all alone and it's 3 in the morning and you're lying on the floor crying and shaking and wishing it all would end, who's going to be there for you? You. You have to pick yourself up and find the strength to carry on. At the end of the day, you're all you've got.
As much as I want it, I cannot do it. Even if I tried. Nomed would only torment me in my dreams for being so weak as to cry over you when I know I am never going to see you or hear from you again. You abandoned me, and Nomed will never let me forget it.