RE:117

1111,711, 117, 1107, 1177, 1117, I first saw the number 1117 on a speeding ticket that I received back in 1996 which was my first day of meeting my first love. I saw the number again in 2005 when I reunited with my first love right after I tried to commit suicide. I started seeing the numbers again. My first love ended his relationship with me for spending too much time with his mother and his sister. I was so lost and lonely at that point and he was always at work or with friends I was going through a horrible depression and didn't know how to cope with it so I spend time with his mother and sister. They took away my pain and despair.

I became a vegan, lost a lot of weight and just felt so healthy.

Well, I moved back to the state that I had came from back in 2007, I met a guy out at a club who became my friend, he introduced me to his friend. I spoke to the guy on the phone and the guy immediately told me something about myself which shocked me. He just said that the spirit told him to tell it to me. It was positive what he told me and it was true. I immediately fell in love with him. We met and he was so tall and handsome.I felt so honored for him to like me. We just fit. Then as time went on, I noticed that life was very difficult for him, he said that he was very ill most of the time and couldn't work, things just started going bad and I started seeing the numbers 711, back forth and etc, he said that he had been seeing 1111 for many years and didn't know the exact meaning but he looked the numbers up and told me what he thought then he started seeing the 711 and I started seeing the 1111.

My boyfriend and I broke up for 1 year and a half, he would say some evil things to me and I would just take it then one day, he called me acting strange, I asked him if his blood sugar or blood pressure was high, he hung up the phone. Then I called our mutual friend, we went over to his apartment and he was saying that he was tired of living. We called the police and had him taken to the ER, he had had a stroke. After the stroke he seemed nicer to me but I had so much hate and anger from the way that he used to treat me so I started treating him how he used to treat me but not on purpose. I decided that we should just be friends. So we were friends but we were with each other everyday as if we were in a relationship, he counseled me, consoled me, loved me but we just couldn't get it right.

He begged me not to drop him off at his apartment on 3/28/2016, he apologized for everything and asked could I get him a motel room, I told him that I would in the morning on Tuesday, I called his phones,
straight to voicemail, I went over, he wasn't there, I knew something was wrong. I called police, filed missing person report, the police found his body floating in the river on 4/4/2016.
This all just happened and I am having a hard time dealing with this, I love him so much, he helped me so much. I just cry everyday, not eating, just feel so lost, don't know what to do.