Oh dear.

He hates me. Well and truely.
He says he's forgiven me, but I know thatwas only to save face or whatever.
There's absolutely nothing I can do to fix it. I can't change the past, and I regret every nano second of it.
But he doesn't believe me. He said hedoea cause I said it on Facebook. But still.
He keeps telling me how awful he felt, and how shit everything was for him. Like it was ab fab for me. But I can't say that because he'll get even worse cause I'm proving how self centred I am.
I'm miserable about it. I cant even talk to him in person without feeling like shit. And now he is insisting that he'll show me his scars that all this bullshit caused.
He's making me feel worse than I've ever felt. Even when I was cutting. Bt I know I deserve it. So why does it still make me cry? And be childish and miserable about something that got blown well out of porportion and spurred on by a heartless, cruel bitch who deserves to be shot with a ball of her own shit.
And now I don't know what to do.