Today it's one week since our breakup with a man I really thought was "the one"

Today it's one week since our breakup with a man I really thought was "the one". Although yesterday I felt I'm starting to breathe a bit, today it hit so hard. I still can't accept this is my reality now. I am addicted to his presence, his touch, the good morning whispers... One week we were talking about a family together, another week he told me: "We'll both be happier apart. The arguments, it's way too much and I can't meet your expectations. A person should not change in relationship, they need to be compatible from the beginning." 💔 Another chance? "No, we've already tried..." The thing is I have never wanted him to change, I love him as he is, I just needed to feel heard, I wanted him to try to understand my emotions, even though they did not fit into his strictly logic mentality, to comfort me when life feels tough... And yes, we were arguing far too much, I was crying every week... I know I was the one provoking the fights, but they were always about this single issue he could not understand and accept. He made me feel like a princess in other aspects but I am an emotional person and this is what I needed much more than him carrying me around when my feet hurt, which was his love language. The worst thing is we love each other and I feel his decision was impulsive but he is not that kind of person who can look back and think things over. He keeps himself in constant move instead. Yet, I'm desperately hanging on my phone what if... Still hoping he would show up and want to try things differently. I wish he was a bad man and I could be angry at him but I love him too much and I am convinced things could have been fixed. I have to remind myself that nothing could be fixed where there was no mutual will. The urge to contact him is unbearable but I know I already said everything and there was no understanding... I just turned 30 and my friends are having children and getting married while I am breaking up. I am just too tired and scared to start over and time passes... Who am I without him? That is what I should focus on – but how? I am hardly surviving – my chest hurts, I feel so weak and lost on my own... How are you coping with such feelings? Where do you get energy to move on? ❤️

Last updated on:2025-07-11T10:47:02+05:30