"That's...aye." Aedan bit his lip a little, mentally rolling things back. There'd been better moments, a few at least. "Christmas I managed to pull together long enough for a decent day, but..."
He glanced down at his hands.
"Decembers, Januarys...most of Februaries and some of March have been tough since I was seventeen. Bad anniversary for me. I usually can't eat much food through those, I think it's a stress thing. But this year it was worse than normal. Someone...THE one, at least I thought he was the one...decided he didn't want me anymore. And I can't get him to tell me what I did." He bit his lip a little harder,tasting blood and liking it.
"So it's now a matter in my head, this whole time of who's going to up and decide I'm awful next. Who's going to dump me without warning, or explaining how to become better. If the first person I trusted in my life can up and leave, whose to say my family won't ditch me when they're pissed enough?"