I had a weird dream last night. He was in front of me telling me he would love me if I were more positive. Then I told him I would change so he could love me but he said he didn't want me to change for him, he wanted me to do it for myself. I cried and told him it was too difficult because I didn't love myself as I loved him. In the end, he disappeared, and I was by myself, crying, and screaming in my room... It's funny because the last guy I fell in love with (and that I still love with all my heart) told me he didn't want to be with me because I was too negative for him, he asked me to change my negative attitude, he told me to try to be happy for myself, not for him, and in the end I told him I couldn't be happy without him because he was the only happiness I knew in this world. I told him I would try to change for him but he didn't want me to do it for him. He told me to be happy, he left, and I cried for six months straight. I still do because I love him but I'm getting used to this bullshit. Love is such an asshole.