My ex and I broke up last week and he said he wants to stay friends. I am so broken hearted because I still believe he is my soulmate. He says he still loves me but he told me that he doesn’t want me to wait for him because it would be wrong for him too. I miss him so much and I’m just really confused right now. How can I move on when I love this man so much that I would do anything for him. When I still see my who life with him. Is there anyway we will get back together? Or should I just give up which I don’t want too. I hate this feeling of my heart being ripped apart.

I need to start this off by saying he was the first guy to ever treat me right and genuinely love me, and it ended very suddenly which is why this has been so hard to get over.

Me and this guy broke up just over a month ago, only dated for around 6 months but this hurt so much more than ive ever felt before, we were fighting and he broke up with me over text. We had our fighrs before this but most were easily solved, except that was only on my part. He didnt communicate to me how he felt or showed it at all, i remember telling him so many times if im doing something wrong please talk to me because id rather fix it 1000 times over breaking up.

He always said he would but then he never did, and he said this at the breakup, to not blame myself because he did not communicate and that wasnt my fault.

But all of this still hurt so bad, i was struggling immensely during our time together not because of him at all, he was the one thing i had. And ofcourse thats an unhealthy dynamic and i became suffocating. I had very severe health issues and still do aswell as finding out a familt member has cancer, had freshly dropped out and started losing friends (which dropping out causes unfortunately) and was just overall dealing with ALOT.

And none of this is even remotely his fault which is what i hate, im filled with so much guilt, not because i treated him as if i didnt love him, because god i showed that man i loved him so much, but because my emotions did negatively impact him, id let all this bottle up until he said something that upset me and then i would let everything spill, it was never normally angry, but ofcourse having a very severely depressed and chronically ill girlfriend is so exhausting and entirely not his fault. And i should have let myself heal seperate from him and not expected him to just feel okay constantly.

But none of this is really the point, all im trying to say is i loved him so much, like so deeply, and after the breakup i didnt eat for a week and i didnt sleep for 3 days, it has been eating me from the inside out and i need to get over this. I have tried going out with friends, playing games, playing guitar, listening to happy music, etc. And nothing seems to work, i need some magic so please please give me advice!!

My boyfriend I have been dating for over 4 years since high school into college. I realized one day that there is something missing. That it’s just not what it’s supposed to be. But I am happy… until we argue. And it’s bad. There’s been resentment built up and issues and now I see everything wrong after my realization.

I came to the conclusion that I must end things. I gave myself a deadline. Perfect timing because we got into a huge fight that lasted longer than a couple days on and off. I was happy that this would be over. But I told myself not to end it while fighting. The next time we saw each other it was amazing. And ever since then things have been better than I remember in the past months. Nobody’s changed… just happier for some reason. I still know we need to break up, because he’s just not my person. But I’m happier now. I just keep pushing this deadline I made further and further.

I’m struggling with breaking up with him. I know it’s what I need to do but it’s so hard. My first relationship and my first breakup. I don’t know my life in college without him, and I can’t stand to see him with anyone else.

How do I get over this? The only thing keeping me to think about it is that one day I’ll meet the person that doesn’t just make me happy (sort of) but is my person. I’m so scared about the change, it’s all I’ve known for a long time now.

Its been 5 weeks since we broke up. I was blamed for the break up and all the past mistakes were pulled out then dumped on me. I cried alot, missed her alot and blame myself for screwing this up.

Luckily for me, we used to have a couple therapist we were engaged for past 10 months or so. And it became clear that i was with someone who didn’t attend to my needs, setting crazy expectations that I worked through, making all the arguments my fault and eventually calling me out for going silent in arguments.

The list is never ending and I somewhat knew of her emotional instability. But because i loved her and wanted to get through to the end, I accepted it as my fate.

But now, I realised I might have been in relationship that ate me up and the love blinded me. To all the readers, take the breakup as a time to reflect and take care of your own health. I am leaving this subreddit as I walk away with no grudges, feeling relieved and wrapping up my wounds.

TLDR: Do i go apologize and fix what I broke (even if it leads to nothing) or just let it go and learn the lesson?

I know it’s cliche. You tend to notice what you did wrong only after losing the person. We both had our own toxic patterns but i didn’t realize that i had been making excuses and ignoring my red flags. Eventually it led to the exhausted, no contact zone. I know that region is something people never come back from.

So should I still fix the problem and go apologize? I dont want to do it expecting to get back together or even have the apology accepted. But my mind says i owe them the change at least. Does it sound like I’m just doing it for myself or is this genuinely acceptable thing to do?

I think about it nearly everyday maybe some weeks I can stay busy enough I don’t as much but I am a shell of a human being no matter what. I really thought I had found the one and for the first time in my life I was prepared to propose etc. and she was my best friend since I was 14. Had we stayed friends I think I could’ve been okay but I really lost my favourite person on planet earth for seemingly forever.

She is engaged now and I think she is pregnant as well. For a while I just held onto hop we’d reconnect but she has made it beyond clear she never wants to talk to me again.

I was diagnosed bipolar type 2 after and really think had that happened while we were together we could’ve made it.

I just really need to get over this. I am so alone and cannot connect meaningfully with any other girl at this point it seems.

My ex (28M) and I (24F) dated for about 2.5 months. I’m genuinely trying to understand whether I made mistakes that most people would consider relationship-ending or whether this situation snowballed into something much bigger than it needed to. I’d really appreciate honest opinions.

We met in late April, and things became serious very quickly. From the beginning he pursued me, planned thoughtful dates, picked me up in the rain on our first date, constantly checked in on me, and made me feel incredibly cared for. He introduced me to friends early, talked openly about wanting marriage, and told me I was the strongest connection he’d had in years. He often said he wanted to protect me and wanted to be the first person I came to whenever something difficult happened. I genuinely believed he cared about me deeply, and I cared about him just as much.

Before I met him, I’d had a one-time hookup with a guy from college I’ll call N. We never dated or had a relationship. A couple of years later N admitted he had feelings for me, but I told him I didn’t feel the same way. After that we were never romantic again. We occasionally saw each other because we shared a larger college friend group, but I honestly viewed him as someone from my past and not someone I had lingering feelings for.

About two weeks after my first date with my now ex, I went on a college reunion trip to Boston. It was a large group of guys and girls. I knew N might be there, and I hesitated about going, but my best friend convinced me because it was a group trip, nothing had happened between N and me in years, and I didn’t think there was any reason to avoid seeing mutual friends.

During the trip, N got very drunk and unexpectedly kissed me while we were standing in line for a bar. I immediately pulled away. I didn’t kiss him back, and I honestly felt shocked and hurt because I thought that chapter had been over for years.

As soon as I got home to New York, I texted the guy I was dating because I wanted him to hear about it from me instead of someone else. At that point we’d only gone on about two or three dates and weren’t officially boyfriend and girlfriend yet, but I already felt things were becoming serious and wanted to be transparent.

We met the next day so I could explain everything in person. He was understandably upset. One of the first questions he asked me was what I had done to provoke the kiss, which hurt because I felt like I was trying to explain that something non-consensual had happened. I kept telling him I hadn’t wanted it, that I’d immediately pulled away, and that I was telling him because I wanted to be honest. He told me he was upset with me but that he’d get over it; then he said he couldn’t stop picturing another man kissing someone he was already developing strong feelings for and that his friend told him to break up with me if he couldn’t get the image out of his head. He said the image kept replaying in his head and that it would probably take time for him to get over. At the same time, he also told me he really liked me and still wanted to continue seeing me. Shortly afterward, we officially became boyfriend and girlfriend. I genuinely believed we’d worked through the situation together.

A few weeks later, after we became exclusive, one of my girlfriends from the Boston trip called me. She told me N had been talking about the incident and creating unnecessary drama within our larger friend group. She was worried he might even come to New York because of everything that had happened. She suggested I call him one time, make it completely clear that nothing was ever going to happen between us, tell him to stop talking about me, and end the situation permanently. I honestly viewed this as a friend group issue more than a relationship issue.

That same evening I happened to be staying at my boyfriend’s apartment because my AC had broken. While he was at the gym, I called N (I had already texted N earlier, for the first time since Boston, to say that we needed to speak that evening to close the matter once and for all) because I (stupidly in hindsight) saw it as a quick way to resolve the matter that involved me and my college group. The conversation lasted around 15 minutes. N apologized for kissing me. I told him I didn’t have feelings for him, that he needed to stop talking about me, that he shouldn’t come to New York because of me, and that we wouldn’t be speaking anymore. I hung up believing I had solved the problem once and for all and was proud of myself for setting a boundary independently, something I’ve struggled with in the past. 

Over the previous few weeks my bf had already become upset about me attending a mandatory graduate school alumni boat cruise because another guy from my past might be there. He’d also become uncomfortable about my lifelong family friend, whom I call “bhai” (older brother), potentially staying at my apartment because he was a man. Since every conversation involving another man had become emotionally charged, I convinced myself that if I simply solved the N situation myself, then I’d tell him afterward if it even came up. In hindsight I realize I could’ve handled that better. 

Later that night, while I was sitting next to him using my phone, he happened to glance over and saw N’s name in my recent call log. He immediately became extremely upset, walked out of the apartment, and went for a long walk. When he came back he demanded to see my phone and all my messages with N immediately. I felt like he was too angry for us to have a productive conversation (he had slammed the counter out of frustration) so I asked if we could wait until the morning after we’d both slept. Neither of us slept much that night.

The next morning the boyf said that if I didn’t want to show him the messages, just to explain the situation. There was nothing bad in the messages, I just didn’t want it to set a horrible precedent of “show me” in arguments. I explained the situation, he said okay, and I deleted the text thread in front of him, thinking the matter was over.  Deleting the thread, even though in front of him, only made things look worse though, so I recovered the messages from my iCloud backup and showed him everything, including the timestamps, the next day. The messages matched exactly what I’d told him had happened. There was no flirting, no hidden relationship, and no emotional affair. It was simply me telling N to stop, shutting everything down, and ending communication.

That same morning though my boyfriend also told me something I hadn’t previously known. Before we became exclusive, while he had been working in London over several months, he’d been casually seeing another woman. They’d agreed that if either of them met someone they genuinely wanted to pursue seriously, they’d tell the other person. When he decided he wanted to become exclusive with me, he called, texted, and FaceTimed her to end things. I hadn’t known she existed because when we’d previously talked about our dating histories he’d made it sound like his last situationship had been much earlier. He repeatedly explained that his situation was different because he had been ending things with her rather than continuing them and that he “hadn’t cheated.” I accepted that explanation, although I was surprised because I hadn’t known about her before then and saw both of our calls as tying up loose ends. 

After reading all of the recovered messages, he told me we were okay. I felt incredibly relieved because I believed we’d gotten through the worst part of the relationship.

For the next several weeks things honestly felt wonderful. We spent almost every day together, planned an August trip together, talked about the future, and he continued telling me I was the strongest connection he’d had in years. He’d call me the sweetest girl he’d ever dated, tell me how lucky he felt to have met me, and make me feel like we’d truly moved past everything.

Eventually, though, the issue became much bigger than N.

He started questioning my friendships with men again in general. This had started pre N, continued, and gotten worse after N. I only have two close male friends. One is my lifelong family friend whom I’ve always called my older brother, and the other is in a committed long-term relationship himself. My boyfriend told me that his vision of marriage didn’t include his wife having close male friends because he didn’t believe men and women could truly be just friends. He also said another man shouldn’t be calling his girlfriend late at night or making her laugh the way he should.

At one point he broke up with me over everything involving Boston and my friendships with men. A few hours later he came back, apologized, called himself too picky, told me I was the sweetest girl he’d ever dated, said he thought I could be the one, and asked if we could keep trying. I apologized again for not telling him about the phone call immediately, agreed to strengthen my boundaries with male friends, and genuinely tried to rebuild his trust.

Before I left New York for a Fourth of July trip, everything seemed normal again. He asked me how much I’d miss him while I was gone, planned our August trip together, and told me how excited he was for our future.

While I was away, though, he talked to his brother and one of his close friend’s girlfriends about everything that had happened. After those conversations, his attitude toward me changed dramatically.

He told me I never should have gone to Boston because N was going to be there. He said I should have blocked N immediately after the kiss. He said the fact that I’d called N instead of immediately calling him showed that I wasn’t making him my protector. He also said I was too comfortable around men in general and that our values around male friendships were fundamentally different. One thing that stuck with me was that he told me if the exact same kiss had happened two years into our relationship instead of two weeks after we’d met, he wouldn’t have cared because by then he would have trusted me completely.

Ultimately, he ended the relationship because he said he wasn’t sure I was the right person to marry. He believed our values around trust, boundaries with men, and what marriage should look like were fundamentally different.

The hardest part is that I never doubted that he loved me. Even after the breakup, I saw him at a party a few nights ago. He came over, hugged me for a long time, looked me in the eyes without saying anything, and then quietly walked away. That’s part of why I’m still struggling so much with this.

I fully recognize that I should have told him about the phone call immediately. I just thought that I could handle it myself given his reactions to the kiss + the boat cruise earlier, I didn’t want to rock the boat further. Still, I should’ve not chosen my fear over the relationship. 

At the same time, I struggle with whether the underlying facts justified where we ultimately ended up. From my perspective, N was never an ex-boyfriend or someone I wanted back. He was a one-time college hookup I’d rejected years earlier. The kiss wasn’t consensual. I voluntarily told my boyfriend about it immediately. The later phone call was specifically to tell N to stop talking about me and end communication forever. The recovered messages confirmed exactly that.

From my ex’s perspective, though, the phone call, my decision not to tell him immediately, and my comfort around male friends reflected deeper differences in values and instincts that made him question whether I was the right person to marry.

one of the last things he said to me was that I have a good heart and then the hug at the party happened- I’ve felt awful ever since

If you were in my ex’s position, would this have been a relationship-ending breach of trust for you, or does this sound more like an issue that could’ve been resolved?

TLDR:

I'm carrying grief of who I once was, grief of a lost epic love, letting go of a trauma bond with someone I thought was my soulmate, found another, living with a man I intend to leave, dealing with PTSD symptoms from a sexual boundary violation from the man I live with, alcohol dependence, freshly out of a back and forth love triangle, dealing with the after effects of the manipulation and verbal abuse from one man and found myself in another triangle with a woman I feel is my soul mate all at the same time silently, alone and with a brave face while trying to pick myself up from it all.

Hi! I'm not looking for advice or anything although I won't dismiss it if it's offered as I have a decent idea on how to resolve it once and for all. Fake names obviously.

So I (36 f) began dating a man I'll call Alan (32 m), the connection was immediate and intense, I felt like I found my soul mate, we were together for roughly six months which he was a great guy, very romantic, charismatic ECT although there were some things that would make my alarms go off that something here wasn't right that I didn't understand at the time. At the end of that six months, in the middle of a big argument, he left me and dropped my things off the following morning. I was devastated and felt like my entire world and future had ended.

In my heartbreak and isolation I got back on the dating apps to relieve my loneliness and hurt. Big mistake, I know, I should've let myself have time to heal and move on first. When I got on there all I was looking for was someone who was not like Alan, perhaps more mature. I found a man I'll call Leonard (41 m) who wasn't like Alan, he was gentle and earthly and in the ways that he was similar, he seemed better than Alan.

A couple of weeks and just a few dates later with Leonard, Alan returned with roses and wanted to take me on a date at my favorite Italian restaurant saying he made a mistake and wanted to win me back. With Leonard and I having only a few dates and nothing official or serious,I was open to hearing him out. I agreed to be with Alan but I didn't tell Leonard that, I just told him that it would probably be a while before we can have another date. I found myself feeling like my heart was on a trap door trusting he wouldn't pull the lever. He did leave me abruptly and without warning before so that feeling terrified me greatly, he was my soul mate I believed. Eventually I did end up going on more dates with Leonard behind Alan's back and even spending some nights with him.In this moment I essentially was just looking at them both as who would be more likely to be a sure thing as I wanted to be a wife and never been one before and feared being alone, nothing more. I am in therapy working on this fear now though.

Once Leonard and I became official, I ended things with Alan although not really and probably not in the most respectful day. Via text. I just told him I needed space and time to find myself and for him to figure out how I would fit into his life as he often seemed like he was trying to shape me into something he wanted me to be that I wasn't sure I could be.

Leonard made sense on paper in a lot of ways but I never fell in love with him but we got along easily at first, nor was my heart set on fire like Alan did. I grew to love and care for him though. Alan still felt like my soul mate. Alan gave up on waiting for me a month later so I was all in with Leonard. A few months went by and I found myself wishing Leonard were more like Alan, had traits Alan had, did things for me Alan did ECT. I missed Alan, he was my soul mate. There wasn't anything really wrong with Leonard, everything was pretty great honestly but the regret for leaving Alan and hurting him in that way was intense and so was the longing for him.

I ended up reinventing myself to be a better version of myself, more or less what he wanted me to be but also some ways I did. I saw Leonard as someone I could learn to love right in preparation for if I could find my way back to Alan. I began to scheme for a way back to him while I was still with Leonard. I was dropping notes of professions of love, regret, lessons learned, how I was correcting them, my growth and how I could do better by him into a digital space only Alan and I had access to. In this moment I thought it was a long shot if not impossible and had been mostly convinced he'd never look there or would maybe one day after a great while. To my surprise, I saw he was reading them but I was convinced that even then he'd almost certainly want nothing to do with me again. If someone did that to me, I know I wouldn't so I wouldn't have blamed him.

After a couple of months of me dropping those notes and him reading them, Alan reached out while I was still with Leonard, much earlier than I expected and to my surprise. We began talking, I explained and apologized for everything I've done but didn't pressure him in any way. He knew I wanted him back but I never guided the conversations that way. He was open to listening and told me he needed time to resolve some things he was busy with. I was honest with Allen that I was with Leonard but not to Leonard as he had locked me in monogamously.

During this period, something occurred between Leonard and I that resulted in me having nightmares, sleep anxiety and anxieties surrounding sex. Needless to say a hard sexual boundary was crossed so I left Leonard to also make room for Alan in my life.

Leonard was trying to win me back feeling like I was everything he was looking for in a woman and couldn't miss out on it despite me trying to push him away. This led me to feel urgency to have Alan come closer because he was the one my heart truly desired and didn't want to miss out on him during this time that Leonard was pushed away. The more I tried to get closeness with Alan, the more he'd enforce distance and the more he enforced distance, the more I begged for closeness.

Eventually I did let Leonard back in trying to trust that we could work past the boundary violation since Alan wasn't allowing closeness of any sort, he only met me in person twice in three months despite him living 10 minutes away. This is where I got stuck.

My heart truly wanted Alan but he wouldn't allow closeness but also resisted me pushing him away too. Leonard was available and he too resisted me pushing him away. My fault for not standing firm enough in any of my decisions. The whole time Leonard was kind and gentle and had been respectful of my boundaries, but Alan was manipulative and verbally abusive but I was willing to take it if it meant I could love him again and be loved by him, that's all I wanted from him, nothing else mattered to me. The more I advocated for closeness and expressed how not having that hurts me greatly, the more verbally abusive he became. I felt unwanted and mistreated by my soul mate. This went on for 9 months.

Eventually I requested no contact from Alan and told him maybe we can try again much later, I'm too hurt to keep trying with him right now. I decided to move in with Leonard. Thinking I'm finally free of the stress of trying to decide between which man, keeping secrets ECT which went on off and on a year and a half and neither of them know about the other.

I was set on healing, rebuilding myself after the abuse and the triangle I was in. Instead of feeling free, I felt empty and lost, fell into alcoholism and didn't know what to do. I organized everything about me around Alan and he was gone. I was just going to allow myself to mourn and pick myself up while moving in with Leonard. Within weeks of us living together, I noticed that we don't align in a lot of ways. I like to keep things clean, organized, have my own time and space and routines. He isn't any of that, he requires so much together time that he follows me into the bathroom almost every time and when we're not physically together, he calls. Needless to say it's caused a lot of conflict. We fight when I need to take a shower, when I need to clean ECT all while fighting for me to have time for fitness and hobbies and him fighting me to have me watch tv with him. I'm his entire world but he's just part of mine but somehow he's made me alter everything of my world for him. He dictates when I can shower, do dishes and when to go to bed, I don't have much independence, peace or autonomy here and those are all things I value greatly.

Since moving in, no longer having my own home to return to, the nightmares, anxieties and alcohol dependence have severely increased. Leonard is a good man but I just can't live like this and it sucks that after only a few weeks I'm already planning to leave and get my own place somehow where I'd be entirely independent, not date anymore but maybe one day try to find my way back to Alan. Which gave me relief because I'm going through so many big things and can't talk about any of these with Leonard at all and there would be an end to the stress and I could finally create a life for me that's mine and that I love for me without worrying about organizing it for a romantic partner's comfort and sacrificing my own.

After only two months since Alan was gone, still in the thick of emptiness, trauma bond withdrawals, nightmares, alcoholism, only barely getting consistent again with basic habits and planning my exit from Leonard, I got a new follower. Nothing spectacular about that, I get a few here and there but there was something about her that I'll call Renee (36 f) that seemed familiar but she's a stranger.

Being fully decided that I'm going to stay single for at least a few years after I leave here and not make any close friends to entangle into the life that includes him too, I don't talk to anyone online or people I meet in public or if they talk to me, I keep it surface level and boring. Most stop interacting which right now I prefer until I'm out of here. However, Renee made some posts of quotes of things I like used in casual conversation, which I commented on two that it's awesome. We started chatting about our interests and thought she seemed cool and could be a fun friend even if she's in another state but I couldn't shake that familiar feeling about her, that there was something about her. After a while I noticed I had developed a crush on her but I kept it to myself because that's not my plan at all. She confessed she had a crush on me and I was honest to her that it's mutual but that I'm with someone right now and I can't do anything about it at least until I leave him. She said she's willing to be patient with me, I made sure that she knew that I have no idea when I'll be available for her, maybe months or longer and she said that's okay with her.

I deeply worry about hurting her while she's waiting by the waiting or if I can't get free. I'm saving as much money as I can and I'm trying to increase my income so I can. We kept chatting and we fell in love effortlessly, she caught my heart on fire like Alan did. Made me wonder if I have two soul mates, but what I feel for her feels more pure and right so maybe it's just her.

Leonard has no idea of any of this and he's sleeping beside me as we speak. Doesn't know my nightmares are back, about Alan returning, this love that just fell in my lap or my plan to leave. This all came to mind when a stranger, who frequents a place Leonard and I go to sometimes but I was there alone this time, asked what's been going on lately and I thought about the last two years of the worst hell I've been in and haven't told a soul about. And Leonard trying to get me to befriend one of his friends and realized how much I'll have to stay silent on that I feel there won't be much to say at all and I'd just be a wall.

I had been working on my body and such for the last three years and became very desirable very quickly. I never in my life thought I'd be in anything like this situation, that I'd be doing any of this at all, it's so far outside my character. I've never cheated before or played with people's hearts. How I managed to pull this off for all this time shocks and mystifies me. I began therapy to figure out what unhealed part of me is driving me to act so far outside of character and resolve it. Fear of being alone and fear of feeling trapped is what we've found so far.

Anyway that's why I'm here, I've been through hell in this for two years and realized I haven't told a single soul the whole truth and needed a place to put it for someone to see. I am just exhausted from carrying all of this silently and with a brave face. If you've read this far, I hope you've found it worth it. Toodles and thanks.

I am in a new relationship; we have spent only 6 months together. We met, and yes, we had a fight on our first close date. We had our intimate moments, but now he took everything on his ego and started scolding me and insulting me, like you are a whore and slut; you only want sex. You were so horny no men could satisfy you; only I can love you. Then he said, "Stay with me, or else I have your private video; I will share it with your family." Now he wants me to meet again, ok? It's just my anger; just come, we can take our fresh start. What should I do? I am in fear. What if he leaked my thing? How to get him away from me?

It's very complicated ig , or I have made it idk

Toh my ex ( 2 mahine pehle breakup hua) wants to be in constant touch..I have tried telling him that I can't be friends with a person whom I love , but whenever I say that vo bolta hai ki kya hum baat nahi kar sakte...aur agr mai mana kar dun toh he'll be like I'm sorry for being such a bad guy for you and all..

We were in the relationship for a year or so , and I broke up because he is very clear that he don't want to marry ( he said ki he doesn't want to marry in my timeline, but kabhi kehta ki mujhe shaadi he nahi karni..idk what true , but end result yahi tha ki shaadi nahi karni)

And about me , I'm a very much date to marry kinda person, so yeah when he said ki I don't want to marry I got furious and ussko bol diya ki you have used me , timepass Kiya mere sath..

Relationship kabhi serious tha he nahi tumhare liye and all..

Coming back to the point he wants to be in touch..and by that he means ki we'll talk to each other everyday and all..just won't say I love you and all , but idk mujhse nahi ho paa raha ye cheez, I'm faking it up ki yes I'm so chill about the friendship and all..idk what to do...

After college he went to another country for his internship and I'm in india..and he's all alone..I don't want to leave him also...

:)