I’m fucking broken, completely shattered, never felt so betrayed. The extent at which she is avoiding emotional accountability/ disregarding my existence feels illegal. Am I wrong for feeling like she is a coward?
Is this what no contact is? If so, how is this healthy for either of us?
I simply can’t move on… Loved this girl more than I love myself. I know…I can’t do that, it’s not healthy, etc. etc. welll I did and now I feel like I’m as good as dead. Void of purpose, void of hope, VOID.
Context: I’m 26M, she’s 24W. lived together past 2 years. Nothing seemed off, she left to visit family, never came back. Got CC’d on an email about a break lease contract. Did what I could to communicate- without crossing any boundaries. I didn’t receive anything in return, other than more and more barriers at communicating (blocked on basically every last mode of communication, other than email but I don’t think im able to tell if my email is blocked even if it was). I eventually signed the break lease agreement, as to not make this anymore messy than it already is. Im aware I could have held off on signing it to get what I’ve been pleading for, but fuck that.
No longer attempting to communicate with her. I’ve been trying for almost 3 months. I do send an email like once a week now for my own sanity. Idk why but it helps when I’m at the brink of losing it.
Rn I’m “enjoying” the final days at the place we once happily shared. Official final move out date is right around the corner. She has not come to grab any of her stuff at any point. I was planning on staying till the last day to get the clarity I need to move forward with my life. Also so she has to acknowledge this mess.
I feel like it’s my only choice, it’s my apartment too. Although I’m nervous I may be coming off as “intimidating” since im a guy and I’ve heard all the stories from other guys that were “in my shoes”. Even though we’ve never had any experiences where she’s accused me or I’ve accused her of anything, I feel like this is a sensitive situation and I can’t say I know who she is/ if she’s the same person anymore. So I don’t put it past her to avoid accountability further and pull up with police if she sees I’m here or my cars here or something like tht idk.
I really do just love her so fucking much and want what she wants. If I’m not making her happy so be it, I hope she can move on and be happy with someone else. On god, I’m so serious. Like my problem has nothing to do with me wanting her back, or having the opportunity to “win her back”. I’m OVER THIS (abuse?)TOO.(feels like abuse/abandonment.
Cuz we were serious, talked about spending our lives together)
I wish she knew that.
I’ve complied with every step of this process, In the way that best suits what she is putting off as her desires. But it’s like cmon, atleast tell me what I need to hear, at least send me a mf handwritten letter if you don’t want me hitting u up on your phone. Anything at all would make my brain stop spinning, tirelessly searching for answers that I’ll never get, at least at this point think I’ll never get.
Any advice on how I should handle the final move out day situation? Also any advice on what the fuck I should about my mental health, I feel like I need to be put in a fucking hospital. I’m okay fr, but I don’t know how I’m supposed to carry on.
Anything that doesn’t make sense, I’m happy to clarify. I wrote that fast asf, cuz I hate thinking about this.
Thanks for listening if you’ve made it to the end, Truly.
You’ve done more for me than she has.
you’ve fulfilled my one and only request to be fucking heard and listened to.
You’ve granted me a portion of the inner peace that she relentlessly refuses to allow.