<human>: I just broke up with my boyfriend.  I did this because I thought that, after a year, we still didn't know each other. He didn't know my secrets, he didn't know about my past bout of depression or that most of the time I still feel like crap, yet I expected that he would make me feel better.  

And there he was, totally honest about his anxiety disorder and I did everything I could to be there for him.  In my case, I was too proud to be honest about my faults, and didn't want to bring him down with any negativity, thus the relationship went no where.  

After breaking up with him he mentioned that he always wanted to get to know me better, he wanted me to tell him everything about myself, even though he had never explicitly said so.

Now I'm stuck here thinking that if I would have been more open, and if he would have asked more questions, things would have been great... I could have fixed him, he could have fixed me... and we would have both turned out for the better.  Instead I tried to fix him and he wondered why I wouldn't open up.  Neither of us asked for what we wanted, but now i realize you can't just expect things if you don't tell people you're expecting them.

I think the worst part is that he was great otherwise, super nice never did a thing wrong.

Can you condense the text into three sentences or less?
<bot>: I never told my boyfriend what I wanted and he never told me what he wanted. Now it's over and I'm a jack ass.