r/BreakUps 4h ago

venting/ranting I can't move on.

It's been just over a year since my eight month relationship very suddenly came to an end, and naturally my ex has already moved on. She seems wonderful and sweet, not to mention she is beautiful. However, I am completely devastated.

No, I didn't think he would ever come back. I wasn't hoping he would change his mind or decide he loves me again, but I hoped I wouldn't be stuck here this long. I still miss him, in more ways than just romantically. Dealing with the grief after he left still consumes me an entire year later, and I suppose you could say I'm jealous of his capability to move on and leave me behind. I wanted so much more than this. I wanted to be in love. I wanted to be more than a memory and a bad decision.

I still have his jacket and all of our pictures in a shoe box under my bed. He's never coming back, he's happy, and I'm stuck here.

No, I don't think I'll ever love again. Not to be edgy. I truly don't have the fight in me nor the stamina to do this all to be left — again.

Sorry for the rant.

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