Hi everyone, I (M23) recently went through a breakup after over two years with my first serious partner (F25). It’s been three weeks since we broke up, and while the pain has become a little less sharp, it’s still with me all the time. She’s the first thing I think about when I wake up and the last thing on my mind before I fall asleep.
She told me she wasn’t ready for a relationship anymore. She’s struggled with emotional blocks for a long time, and in the last few months she described the relationship as overwhelming — like she was drowning. She said she felt guilty for not being able to love me the way she wanted to, and it felt unfair to keep going when she couldn’t give as much as I gave her. I’ve decided to respect what she said and trust that it came from a place of honesty. But deep down, I still hold onto a quiet hope that maybe someday, if she works through those emotional struggles and feels ready again, we could have another chance.
I know that kind of thinking might hold me back, and I hope that hope fades with time. But for now it’s still there.
I keep remembering only the good things. The sweet words, the support, the small moments that made me feel truly loved. I know I’m idealizing the relationship, but my mind keeps going back to those memories, making it hard to move on.
Yesterday would have been our anniversary. After thinking about it all day, I sent her a short, kind message to say I was thinking of her and that I wish her the best. She replied hours later, saying she wished me the best too and that she had been busy. Her response was polite but distant. It hurt more than I expected.
To try to help myself heal, I deleted Instagram and haven’t talked to her since the breakup, except for that one anniversary message. It’s been full no contact for almost three weeks now.
Right now, I’m scared. Scared that I won’t fully heal. Scared that I’ll be stuck in this sadness. I feel like there’s this space in my life that used to be filled with her, and now I don’t know what to do with it. Some days, I wish I could just sleep through the next few months so I don’t have to feel this way.
If anyone has been through something similar, how did you manage to move on? How do you stop thinking about someone so constantly? What helped you let go of hope and start living again?