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Tifu by texting my ex that I still love him.

I'm 21F

I met my ex when I was 14, we started dating when I was 15 for about 4 years till I was 19. Ofc this break up was hard for both of us, but we still wanted to remain ,,friends" I guess.

Last week I saw him at the mall, I hadn't seen him in 2 years, but I was too nervous to come up to him and say Hello so I just went on with my day. I've been thinking about him the whole week, yk and yesterday night, I was laying there it was 2am. I didn't even think twice , I texted him something along the lines of : I know it's super random, but I just feel like telling you that I still love you very much.

3 minutes later he opened my message and left me on seen. And 15 minutes later there were a bunch of Police Officers and an Ambulance infront of my door •_•.
I was terrified, I thinking they finna kill my black ass. At first I didn't want to open the door, so they started yelling, you don't have to do this, theres still a way out. I think at this point my whole neighbourhood got woken up. I then opened the door, and tried telling them, that I wasn't about to end my life. But they weren't listening and trying to comfort me saying everythings going to be fine.

( so basically my ex thought I was going to end my life. A few years ago when I was 17, I did an attempt. But I'm honestly fine now.)

I got sent to the hospital, where they checked me, and a few police officers even stayed with me the whole hospital stay ( That was kinda sweet).

My ex did show up at the hospital at around 5am, but I didn't let him in my room to avoid any further embarassment.

I just got released back home lol.

So this should be a remembrance for you to not text your ex.

TL:DR Texted my ex that I love him, and he called the police.

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