I was crazy at my 20s already. And then I felt in love with one guy. I was thinking about him by a cycling way for 5 years wow…maybe more. till the next guy. the second guy was coming to visit me once per month for 6 years. I was euphoric, exalted, excited, a bit happy but crazy… I still look at his photos on facebook but its not normal still. He dumped me. I think of his love with other girls etc etc. classis isn’t it? and the fault is to nobody, not even to my parents, they gave me what they could… strange that this ■■■■ happens to someone. I think that I loved this guy. whatever, I need to cry sometimes now, its all sad at the end.