Hello,
I have been staring at the screen for 15 minutes trying to figure out how the hell am I going to write this post.
I am a very emotional person and that quirk makes me go off subject a lot of times and I find it hard to get my point across.
I am a 24 years old man who was in a relationship he really cherished with someone he loved very much.
we have been together for around a year and 6 months, ever since the beginning of our relationship until the moment it ended we both loved each other very much.
I know that for sure because our breakup was very “emotional and loving” (I have no idea if that is a good term for it but I think you know what I mean)
3 days ago I was supposed to go to my class after work (I have class twice a week in the evening, learning full-stack development)
about an hour before the class I got a call saying the class was canceled and postponed to next week.
I thought to myself “great, I’ll surprise my girlfriend with a visit to her place”.
Now I’ll stop for a second and go back in time to paint a clearer picture.
My ex is currently trying to ace her equivalent to SAT’s were we live (she wants to enter a good university), and she finds it extremely hard to succeed.
For the last 6 months of our relationship, she has been studying nonstop for almost 8 hours a day 6 days a week (which is a VERY hard thing to do and I totally understand that).
the problem that was created (which I only now understand now…) is that I was push back in her order of priorities.
Me, believing this is just a passing time frame totally ignored the fact that we didn’t have sex for almost 3 months.
for the last month and a half, she started asking to sleep alone claiming that she needed her sleep time and My snoring was something waking her up (something she mentioned before only last time we talked about it it was in a humoristic way).
From my point of view, I needed to give her space and let her study so I never argued with her about this (which was both correct and incorrect).
I think I should also add that during this time even though her attraction to me was clearly dropping she always cared for the relationship and never went on a “radio silence” with me.
jumping to the last week of December she did the SAT exam and failed quite badly.
of course, I was there for her and did everything I possibly could to cheer her up and I’d like to think I succeeded.
but even though I took her to restaurants and hugged her every moment I could (she started sleeping with me again) I kept ignoring the fact that her attraction was falling and falling.
jumping back to 3 days ago, I went to her house and surprised her.
She was supposed to come sleep at my house for the weekend and I planned a fun couple of days to try and lift her spirits as much as I could.
while we were at her house we casually talked about plans for her academic future (I have mine set already)
But suddenly out of the blue she says that she needs to be home early on Saturday because she has something planned with her family.
suddenly without even thinking about it much I just open my mouth as said “I think we are growing apart”
The MOMENT I said that I immediately regretted it because the answer that came from across the room was “I think you are right”.
I order for me not to cry at work (which is where I’m currently writing this) I am going to keep the details of the next half hour from that moment simple.
We both cried a ton and hugged nonstop, I kept weeping “don’t let me go”(which completely broke her and she cried and cried).
But she stood her ground and told me that it’s just not working anymore, her attraction towards me has died out and she doesn’t feel like being with me physically even though she loves me very much.
She kept saying that I deserve so much better and that I give so much yet lately I received almost nothing from her, she kept saying that I should move on and find someone better.
I didn’t want it to end but after some time in her room, I understood that this is not going anywhere and I need to leave.
I got up off her bed and hugged her, I asked for a last kiss and she agreed (even kissed me twice)
I got out of her house and looked back on her closing the door and waving me goodbye.
the next day was agony, no friend or family member was able to make me feel even slightly better.
All I felt was loss and more the loss I felt like a missed opportunity with someone I love (which stings even more).
Before I found this amazing site (thank you for the articles and words of logic during this awful time for me, it’s helping me beyond anything I expected and it gave me hope )
So before I found this site I decided to talk with her, I sent a text asking if she wanted to talk and she agreed.
we had a clam conversation (didn’t talk about getting back together even once).
She repeated that we should both move on, not just regarding romance but in general with our lives.
I said that I can’t put down her stuff that I have in my room and she told me she couldn’t either, but she told me to net let it elude me and I need to keep moving with life.
we ended the call on a positive note with her saying that she would like us to remain in contact but it needs time.
I also talked to her mother which was important for me in order to end things on a positive note with her family (her mother told me to keep on moving and that she was also in shock to hear about the breakup).
And now we reached the present, I am a wreak… I was totally unprepared for this and I feel as if a hot iron rod is piercing my heart nonstop.
Can’t eat much nither can I sleep in my room (filled with so much of her)
But I know one thing, this breakup was due to me not paying attention (ignoring the declining attraction)
and due to her going totally over the top with her studies and getting completely lost with what direction she wants her academic life to go towards.
I don’t want to end my romantic connection to that wonderful person over such things.
we were an incredible pair and think that we have much to give towards each other.
After talking to her I tried going to the gym for the first time in 4 months and I uploaded a story to Instagram with a caption of “comeback - new goal 90kg” (also did this before finding this site)
I immediately got a chest pain that just told me I’m stupid and it’s not the time so I deleted it.
Soon after she uploaded a picture of her with her gay friend at a bar but she also deleted it quickly,
I think it was really hard on her too (maybe hard to be happy and upload posts or maybe she knew that it would hurt me like I knew mine would hurt her).
So now to why I’m writing this post:
after reading the articles on this site I now know that I need some this for me to improve the “me” aspect of my life.
I want to get in shape and succeed in my studies (currently top of my class)
I started a diet 3 weeks ago and it’s going wonderful (I am doing everything I can in order to keep going with it).
I need to start shifting the reason for doing those things from “doing this for my girlfriend” towards “doing this for myself” (something she is very good at and I am really bad at).
I think I wrote this post in order to achieve some catharsis but it’s not helping that much since I’m feeling even worse typing this but I know this is part of the healing process.
I think I just need some advice, encouragement, opinions whatever you can give me (and thanks in advance for giving)
I know that she loves and cares for me and I love and care for her.
So I’m going to start a self-improving journey and maybe, in the end, I’ll get her back…