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We both have the 12th house, me in aquarius and him in taurus. From the very first second, we fell in love. When I heard his voice for the first time, I felt a spark inside me, and his voice is the most beautiful I've ever heard in my whole damn miserable life. I'm fascinated by even the smallest details. I like everything about him, even the most insignificant things. I accept him, even his shadows, and I stopped being transphobic because I saw that my words hurt him, so I put aside my deeply rooted prejudices because I love him so much. But even so, he cheated on me. He betrayed me with his evasiveness. He left me in limbo, swallowing my words and in the dark, receiving only crumbs and evasive answers. He paid attention to other women and flirted with them. This is my punishment, and the funny thing is that the day I told him, “It's over,” I went out for a walk, dropped my cell phone, and completely broke the screen. Then I deleted him from my friends list, but I felt pressure in my heart and pain in my left arm again. I also had manic eyes and cried nonstop, so I decided to send him another friend request two days later to give him peace of mind and acceptance despite his betrayal. I told him that I didn't care if he was more masculine or feminine, that I hadn't fallen in love with his physical or aesthetic appearance, but with something invisible, a resonance in pain. I was a trans man in the past, and he has repressed his feminine desires and is a womanizer. My attention and love are not enough for him; I am not enough. On top of that, my screen broke for the first time, I dropped an egg and it broke too, I lost a button from my pants. I say all this while crying.