I 28M found out that my ex? ( still not sure what to call her) 27F cheated on me and she left me for the other guy. I hate how I look, I hate my fucking voice, I hate my stupid fucking messed up leg, I hate everything about myself. I always considered myself lucky that she fell in love with me. I need someone to explain how her leaving our life of 11 years, my family, our pets, our friends, over some other guy ( who she never even met in person btw ) is not just all signs pointing to me being too fundamentaly fucked up for anyone to ever love. I feel like I'm going to die alone and if thats the case maybe I should just get it over with.

I know its really fucking late and thats not helping my headspace. I'm going to go take some sleep meds and hopefully pass out.