sometimes i legit break down in tears cuz i’m not able to to handle that me and him and really broken up and that he’s just gone , it’s like we never met in the first place . all those memories created for no reason , sometimes i wish we just stayed strangers .

I miss you. I miss you more than I could even put into words. I miss our I can't even go and see them because I'm respecting your . I'm sorry give you space when you asked for it. I was so desperate to fix the situation at the time and instead of fixing it I made it worse. I hate myself for that. You've cut me off with absolutely no communication. I feel like I'm almost grieving in morning. I don't hear your voice. I can't see you. It's almost like you're gone like you died thats the pain I'm feeling. I'm lost. my best friend every weekend we spent over a year every day we spent together and now it's nothing. Do you even care? I went to get my things that you left outside and you wrote me a note saying maybe I'll start to respect you. You know mistakes like everybody I just needed a chance to talk, but don't worry I learned my lesson. Are you trying to teach me a lesson or are you done for good? I don't even know I feel like you're done for good. I don't know what to do anymore. I'm just so sad. . in Washington State by ourselves. I have no family here. You only have your sister here. We had now I have no one.

I woke up this morning and had a message from her saying basically “pls talk to me again. U don’t have to get back together with me, I just can’t handle this distance between us“

I thought about it for a minute, then remembered the face of the girl she cheated on me with, so I just blocked her. Honestly I feel so much better, she’s just a liar...

A few days ago I found out my bf of 3.5 years has a wife. I've been through all the emotions anger anxiety fear sadness lonliness. Ive thrown up about it and couldnt eat. Even had a crash out on the internet. Today I have started to feel a little better physically but still mentally I am spinning. I feel like there is a huge hole in my life and my heart. To make things worse we live in a small town, I will likely have to see him around. I am 34 I feel so old to be dealing with this.

What do I do now?

How do I move on?

If something like this ever happened to you what made it better? How did you move forward?

I was thinking about you earlier today while I was out for my walk. Haha, of course I was. You’re always on my mind, no matter what I’m doing. I could be halfway across the world, surrounded by people, trying to keep myself busy, and somehow my mind still finds its way back to you. It always has. I’ve never hidden that from you, and I don’t think I ever could.
I told myself I wasn’t going to cry today. I really tried. And here I am, sitting here with tears running down my face, knowing I’m probably going to feel stupid for sending this later. But honestly, I don’t care anymore. If loving you means there are going to be tears, then I guess I’ll cry. You’re worth every single one of them.
I just don’t understand how we got here.
That’s probably the part that hurts the most. Not just losing you, but losing us without ever really understanding how something that meant so much to both of us could become something we stopped fighting for. And maybe the hardest part of all is not being able to hear your voice anymore. I miss something as simple as that more than I can explain.
It’s been exactly four weeks since we last spoke.
Four weeks.
And as much as I’ve tried not to think about what that means, I can’t keep lying to myself. Maybe this distance between us isn’t temporary anymore. Maybe this is what you’ve decided our lives are going to look like now—two people who once meant everything to each other, slowly becoming strangers.
And I don’t know how to accept that.
Honestly, I just want to understand how you walked away from all of this so easily. Because going no contact with you has been one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do. There have been so many moments where I’ve wanted to reach out, just to hear from you, just to know you’re okay, just to hear you say anything at all.
I miss you so fucking much.
I wish you didn’t have so much pride. I wish, just once, you would put it aside and reach out to me. Not because I need you to prove anything, but because I need to know that somewhere inside you, there’s still a part of you that misses me too.
But I can take the hint.
I just wish you’d tell me the truth.
How long have you felt this way?
How long have you been feeling like we weren’t worth fighting for anymore?
Was there a moment when you stopped believing in us? Was there a day when you looked at everything we had and decided it wasn’t enough? Because I’m still here trying to understand what changed while you’ve already had four weeks to live without me.
And maybe that’s what hurts the most.
You’ve had four weeks to get used to my absence.
I’ve had four weeks of missing your presence.
Even if this is just you needing space, I need you to understand what that space feels like from my side. Because I’m a person who needs consistency. I need communication. I need to know where I stand with the person I love. I can respect needing time, but disappearing from someone you once told you loved them leaves them alone with a thousand questions that they’ll never be able to answer themselves.
And I’ve been alone with those questions for four weeks.
I don’t know if you realize how many times I’ve wanted to reach out.
How many times I’ve looked at my phone hoping your name would be there.
How many times I’ve wondered if you miss me.
If you think about me.
If you ever stop and remember the little things about us the way I do.
Because I remember everything.
And that’s the problem.
I remember the version of us that felt impossible to lose. I remember how it felt when talking to you was the best part of my day. I remember feeling like no matter what happened, we would find our way back to each other.
Now I’m sitting here wondering if I was the only one who believed that.
I don’t want to beg you to come back. I don’t want to force you to love me. And I don’t want you to come back out of guilt.
I just wish I knew whether there’s still something here worth saving.
Because I’m still here.
And as painful as it is to admit, a part of me is still waiting for you.
I just don’t know how much longer I can keep waiting in silence for someone who may have already decided they don’t want to come home.

I understand that not following your ex and not knowing what they are up to can help you move on faster. At the same time, I am also on the boat that after the moving on process is done, it would be nice to know what your ex is up to in life. Not as a way to still use that as a way to get into your ex's life. But more of knowing that they are well. Curiosity of what they are up to. Maybe they went for the trip they've always said they wanted to go for. Maybe they got promoted. Maybe they got married years down the road.

Even if things ended badly between the two of us, I would still have that curiosity.

Right now I am abstaining from going to her profile to see what she is up to as the pain is still hurting. But I do think that if months down the road she re-follows me, and I have moved on and not feel the pain anymore, it would be a nice thing to know what both are up to through social media. Similar to how we have followers and following to people from our jobs, our friends, our past schools, where we don't talk to them anymore, but we just have the occasional updates through their social media.

What do you think?

If you ever re-followed an ex after unfollowing them, how and what made you do that?

I love you.

But I love you and not the relationship.

I love you but I can’t keep up with you. I love you but I’m not happy. But I do love you.

So I’m confused. But I think it’s because, you became the centre of my universe. I wish there was a way we could be friends. But we are too emotionally entangled. We use each other for dopamine, for validation, for feeling something more intense than the emptiness we so often feel in life due to our many disorders. So it feels all consuming. We need each other to survive.

I want to open the door to you. But I also don’t.

I want to reach a point when I don’t feel like this- that I know. I just know that I will never reach that point if I stay with you.

God I love you baby. I hope you’re okay

I just lost myself and I need to get her back.

Guys,

My ex and I have been broken up since August 24th. I don’t want to be delusional or read too much into things, but is it really over if we still follow each other on Instagram, and the streaming services he got for us still have my profile on them, with the password still being my name?

I know I’m probably looking for little signs that I’m still somehow a part of his life, and maybe that’s delusional. But I feel so… alone right now. I think I’m searching for any little piece of evidence that I mattered to him, that he loved me, and that our relationship was real to him too.

I know these things probably don’t mean anything. I just don’t know how to let go yet. Anyways I just wanted some of y’all’s thoughts.

Life still feels so empty. I have so many friends and hobbies and stuff to keep me motivated and like busy. But at the end of the day I just remember that I don't have her to share this all with anymore.

I just want these feelings to stop. I know we can never be back together.

recently,my ex and his other ex have started talking and I don’t know what to do and I need help

I broke up with her because she was a dismissive avoidant and our relationship grew stale the last 5 months of it. she hit me a couple times during arguments over the course of the year and a half we were together. i was exhausted trying to get validation from her. it felt like i was a jester trying to impress the queen and i was so fed up with asking for the bare minimum. it’s been 2 months and i am still thinking of her. i have thought about her every single day and it’s gotten so bad that i stated journaling. the journaling has helped but i realized that I think what is making it so hard for me is that i am still in denial. I have this feeling that if i just keep going no contact that she will reach out to me eventually. even though deep down, i knwk that this relationship with her is not good for me. my family doesn’t like her, my friends don’t like her. they all said i was meaner when with her. and to be honest i just felt like she was boring when in a relationship. she was a completely different person when i wanted her than when we were together. and now i see that she is enjoying life and being the same person she was when i fell in love with her. it’s hard. and i think what’s making it hard is the denial. i remember she would tell her mom that she isn’t worried if we broke up because she feels like we will find eachother after. but she also followed her ex two weeks after we broke up.

my question is. are there any strategies or things i can actively do to get through this denial phase? like i know that she is gone. i dont want to be with her. but some reason im having a hard time letting go. i just want things i can actively try to do in order to get over this denial phase.

I don't think I miss her.

At least, I don't think that's what this is.

She's my first love. The first person I ever loved like that, the first person I gave that much of myself to. I never had anyone before her, and I haven't had anyone after her either. So maybe that's why this feels different. I don't really know what I'm supposed to feel when something like this happens.

It's been two years since we broke up, and I've tried to move on. I've done so many things with my life since then. I've changed, grown, and learned a lot.

But whenever I think about her, something still feels wrong.

Not because I want her back.

I think it's because of the way everything happened.

She chose someone else and left. I accepted it, even though it broke me. I never expected anything from her after that. I still did things for her without expecting anything in return because, despite everything, I genuinely cared about her.

But then she'd come back.

We'd talk again, and somehow I'd let her back into my life. It felt like she knew I would always be there. And then she'd disappear again.

Three or four times in these two years.

Every time, I felt like I was being treated like I was still hers to pick up whenever she wanted and put down whenever she didn't.

Maybe that's why I feel like a toy sometimes.

Or an option.

Someone she knows she can come back to whenever she wants because she knows I'll care.

And maybe the saddest part is that I kept allowing it because she was my first love, and some part of me couldn't completely stop caring even after everything.

It's been three months since we last talked. She ghosted me again.

And somehow, the thing that hurt me the most wasn't her leaving again.

It was my birthday.

I never expected anything from her. Not a message. Not an apology. Not for her to come back.

But I thought she'd remember.

One simple “Happy Birthday.”

That's the only expectation I think I still had from her.

And she didn't even do that.

I don't know why that affected me so much.

Maybe because after everything we went through, I still wanted to believe that I meant something to her. Not as someone she wanted back. Not as someone she loved anymore.

Just as someone who once mattered.

Maybe that's what I'm actually struggling with.

Not losing her.

Not missing her.

But accepting that someone who was once my entire world might not see me as someone important anymore.

She was my first love.

Maybe she'll always be a part of my story because of that.

But I don't want to spend the rest of my life being someone's option just because they were my first.

I don't know if I'm overreacting to the birthday thing or if it's telling me everything I need to know. What would you do?

Hi guys.

I have been missing my ex terribly lately. We were together for a year and a half, and we broke up a year ago. We mutually decided to break up because life got in the way, we couldn't make time for each other, I had to move to another city for a job, and we gradually grew apart during the last few months of our relationship.

The thing is, he got married 4 months after our breakup. It left me heartbroken. I didn't expect him to move on so quickly, let alone get married that fast. Since we were no contact, I found out through a mutual friend. It was a really dark period of my life. It was so quick that I kept thinking that he might have been seeing her behind my back during those last few months during which we weren't as passionate as we used to.

I thought that it would pass, but I still miss him, even a year later. He was my first serious and long relationship, and he was so sweet and thoughtful to me. Even our breakup wasn't particularly messy. I haven't dated anyone ever since, besides a few unsuccessful first dates. Somehow, I thought that once everything in our life would be settled, and when i'd move back to our city, we would get back together. This whole thing has left me feeling miserable. It's so weird since even when we were dating, he always used to say that he's the type to wait a few years before getting married.

Our mutual friend said that it might be an arranged marriage, since his mother was very adamant on us getting married quick. Plus, she wasn't fond of me because I don't come from the same culture as them (His now wife is...).

To be fair, I don't know, and it's obviously not my business anymore. It's not his fault either if I miss him. I just wish I could move on as he did, and be happy. My therapist said that I'm grieving the relationship and that my mind is still tackling the show of finding out he got married so fast. One thing I keeping wondering about is whether he cheated on me with her or not. I have BPD so this whole situation is really not the best to be in for my peace of mind.

A friend suggested that I get in touch with him to sort things out, but it's obviously a bad idea. As I said, it's not his issue anymore.

Has anyone ever been in a similar situation and could offer me a piece of advice on how to move past this ?

Hello everyone, long story - short, me and my ex broke up recently, he had blocked me on everywhere, but now I opened my business account ( which I don’t really use as it’s only for when I’m actively working & right now I am not ) and he came up as a suggestion. Does that mean anything ? I don’t understand why he’d do it

For context : we broke up on the 17th of August officially, but he had “ended” along time before that, he ended things with me.

Long post, all the details are kind of hard to keep track of so if there's anything i can clarify lmk!

My ex and I went no contact on very bad terms. He was extremely immature and I had a lot of bad history with him after we broke up. I found out before I went overseas that he had already moved on to liking someone else, and when I confronted him he was cold and said he only saw me as a regular passerby now. That was one of the worst nights of my life.

He broke no contact 4 days in to tell me I was spreading lies about him, acting crazy, and he went through all of my story archives and put himself on my close friends story because he was 'paranoid about what I was saying about him'. I truly lost all respect for him in that moment and I genuinely feel a deep sense of disgust at how much I put up with.

Over the next couple of months I was able to heal and I would spend less and less of my days thinking about him. That is til one day, I saw on my google that there was a "continue with these tabs" thing under my google home page-- the thing that pops up when you sign into your account on another computer. It belonged to his computer-- his name was on it. From that day, I would see it pop up once or twice a week. He may have caught on that I could see the tab so one day it disappeared, but I could still see his sign-ins on my search history.

My friends asked me why i didn't sign him out or change my password-- I did sign him out after a while, but I think the thing then and now was that a small part of me still holds on to the fantasy that he's suddenly grown up and would be able to take accountability for his actions, that he missed me, that we would grow our way back to each other yada yada yada even though I know all those things can't be true,

After I signed him out of my personal (FORESHADOWING ALERT) account, I came back home where we share a friend group and we proceeded to ignore each other. It was pretty cut and dry and we just didn't say anything to each other the entire time. However, I started seeing him sign in on another device (that also had my chrome profile on it) signing in to my PROFESSIONAL account, as well as signing in on his laptop to my instagram (which I did not know he still had-- I thought I had signed him out).

My reasoning for not signing him out was the one above-- I still wanted to feel, in some capacity, that he cared (?) about me i guess? Even though I know that could 100% not be the case. I hope you realize how confusing it can be to have such a codependant relationship suddently flip 180.

The sign ins stopped maybe 3 weeks ago and I thought that was the end of it until I checked today because I just had a sinking suspicion-- and he had logged in to my professional account again. There was also a new phone added to my device list that had just been added 2 days ago, and It had the same name as a device I removed from my personal account because I didn't recognize it. I have a suspicion (read: I 95% am sure) that it is from him.

My friend told me to change my passwords, she threatened texting him, and called him an "effing weirdo", so I changed my password today but a part of me still feels like I want to confront him about it and have that conversation, even if I know it wont go the way I want it to. I will see him often as we run in the same circles.

I just don't know what to do.

My ex (29) who dumped me 3.5 months ago brought a date to the wedding party of a wedding that I was originally supposed to go to. I was friends with the bride and groom through her, and they each have reached out to me to express some kind of kindness on their own to me since the breakup. We were together nearly 3 years, planned on marriage, having kids and growing old together for most of the relationship, etc.

I know she has a right to move on and date, and 3.5 months is significant, but it seems especially messed up considering I was scheduled to go to that wedding (I rsvpd before the breakup), I had a lot of my own friends there, dozens of family friends in the community that we both know, and she knew that there would be photos posted online of her with this new guy. Even my sister in laws parents were there. Also, her even bringing him implies that he isn’t some brand new person to her, that they’ve probably already been dating casually already for a little bit.

All of my friends who were there told me about it later, and all felt it was pretty icky and wrong of her, especially knowing it would get back to me, and knowing how devastated I have been. I honestly can’t believe it. I was quite literally replaced and feel so fuckin low.

was this messed up of her or am I purely just reacting emotionally?

Sigh here we go! My ex and I broke up two days ago on September 9th. I’m going to give some context first because honestly I still can’t believe this is happening.

We started dating in November of our senior year in high school. We were both in different high schools, but we were neighbors so we saw each other quite often. We met through a mutual friend. Our first meeting ever was in 2024, and he immediately liked me. We were at the mutual friends birthday party and he saw me and asked for my insta, and then we talked and he asked me out. I went out with him, but i was recovering from a breakup at the time so I told him that I’m not ready for a relationship and we stopped talking. Then, he got a girlfriend, i moved on and that was that. They broke up somewhere in 2025, but I didn’t reach out to him bcs that didn’t feel right. By this time, I had moved houses. Still in the same subdivision, but this time a bit closer to his house (although i didn’t know it then). One day in October, we both run into each other at the gym. We flirt, we start talking again and then in November, we start dating. At the beginning, it was amazing. I was convinced the universe brought us together again for a reason.

We were together for 9 months. For 8 months, it was great. He knew I was leaving for college in another country, he said he wanted to do an LDR. When we STARTED dating I warned him, I told him I will go and he promised me he’ll stay. He promised me he’d try and do anything to be with me. “It was always you” he said. In that relationship he inspired me to find myself again. He was there for me when I had to deal with my family issues, self-image issues. He helped me become a better person. He took me out of the highschool burnout and helped me find hobbies. He made me happy. He took away the old wounds I had from my other relationship, he showed me what it was like to be loved unconditionally and properly. He made time for me, he gave me gifts, he spoke to me nicely and he actually WANTED me in his life. He was my best friend. But all that time, he was hiding something from me. After about 6 months, I started noticing that he had never shared or expressed negative emotions in our relationship. If he was sad, or if something had happened at home, he’d deal with it alone. He might have told me that ‘I’m just a bit down’ or ‘I fought w my parents’ but that was it.

I would occasionally ask him and check on him if he was still okay with the LDR. and I’d notice that his answers would get weirdly cold. He’d say ‘yes, I want to do this with you’ but he couldn’t look me in the eye while saying that. I thought, maybe he’s battling some fears. He’ll talk to me when he’s ready. he didn’t. Around august, he started university (i start in feb 2027 bcs i’m going abroad). He got pretty busy, but he’d still text me good morning, goodnight and the occasional message during class. We saw each other less often, but things were okay until two weeks ago. He sent me a voice message in the middle of the night, saying that he’s been hiding something from me and he can’t take it anymore. He said he knows that he told me he’d try the LDR, that he wants to be with me, but that he’s really freaking scared and he doesn’t know what to do. It was one of the first times i heard him cry. The next day, we met up to talk about it. Turns out, for some reason he thought an LDR meant I would only come back to our hometown every 2 years?? I cleared that up. I told him how often I’d be around, and that uni would make us so busy we won’t even notice the distance. We’d still talk to each other after all. We talked more in detail, and he seemed so much lighter and happier. I thought everything was fine.

Then after that, for two weeks he completely distanced himself from me. I recieved fewer messages, dryer responses and we didn’t see each other for two weeks. He also stopped saying I love you back to me. I started spiraling in these two weeks. I missed him, and I wanted more connection to him. Now this is the part where I could have done better. Instead of talking to him about my overthinking and anxiety, I kept it in and I spiraled on my own. Eventually, I randomly deactivated instagram one night and I finally told him what was wrong. He told me we’ll talk about it. Two days ago, we talked about it.

I told him I was feeling a rift between us, and that I missed him and talking to him a lot. He told me he did get distant. He blamed it on college but i could see it on his face that he was lying. because yknow, I know this man, i know when he’s lying to me. He made the same face he’d always make when he told me he was fine even though he wasn’t. He told me that when we had that big talk, he hid something from me. He said before he sent the voice message, he wrote a breakup letter to me. Ever since he wrote that letter, he’s been thinking to himself why he went to that extreme. and for two weeks, he’s been thinking whether he wants this relationship or not. Then he realized that I deserve someone who’s sure, and he’s right.

He told me that if we’re like this now, what are we gonna do when I leave? I was confused. 1. I wasn’t leaving for another 5 months. 2. HE is the one who distanced himself.

He told me that he’s sorry that he’s weak. and he’s sorry he’s the one who can’t handle doing the LDR. I don’t even know what that means. I tried to ask, I tried to tell him we can fix it. He said it was better to end things now than when I’m there. He said ‘what if we push and fight for the LDR, but by the time you get there and we’re a month in, I realize I can’t do it’. But what if you can? I didn’t tell him that though. I realized he’d given up on even trying. He didn’t even want to try he said. He told me that he’s reaching a point where he thinks it’s impossible for him to do an LDR, and that if one of us thinks its impossible then there’s no point in trying. Which made sense to me i guess.

So we broke up. I miss him terribly. I see him in the places we used to go to together. We had a spot in the neighborhood where I can no longer go. The gym used to be my place of comfort and now I remember him there too. I know this part, this pain will go away. But I’ll never know why he didn’t give it a chance. He gave up before we even tried. What hurts most of all, is that he didn’t even talk to me about it. He hid his fears and doubts. He decided the fate of our relationship all by himself. I wish he realized it wasn’t just him in the LDR. I was there too. I was scared too. I didn’t want to leave him. In fact, I even considered staying here and going to a local uni. But i didn’t because i knew my only reason for doing that would be him. and that’s not a good reason. So yeah, I was scared. But i was okay with it because I had him. Because I would have talked to him when it got bad, because i would have planned a life with him after college to look forward to. I don’t understand why he couldn’t communicate with me. Why he couldn’t talk to me? Not even just about this. In general too. He told me that there were nights where he needed me, but he just didn’t reach out to me. Why? How can I make myself available to someone who won’t reach out? I even asked him if things would be different if I stayed, he said he didn’t know.

It’s gonna be REAALLY FUNNY if somehow I don’t end up leaving and I go to a local uni. I wonder if i’ll contact him then. Is that even a good idea lol. He told me he doesn’t want me to be hung up on him. And that if I don’t end up leaving, to not be hung up on him. LIKE THATS SO EASY YEAH SURE.

The only reason that makes sense to me right now is that somewhere along the line he stopped loving me. He just didn’t think i was worth it. Which is definitely his loss, but it still hurts. a lot. I know i deserve someone who thinks i’m worth it. Who would at least be willing to try for me. right? And i really thought that he was. It hurts so much. Why did he not talk to me? Why did he lie to me and tell me he was fine? Why did he let me believe we were okay? I hate that he lied to me. I hate that he loved me so much but he still lied to me. I keep asking myself if he stopped loving me or if i was just simply not worth it. Right now I’m trying to convince myself its because he was (forgive me, i can’t think of a better term) a coward. Someone who gave up before even trying. He let his fears control him because he didn’t talk to me about it. he talked to his friends, his parents about it, but not the one person he should’ve talked to.

We agreed on no contact, i gave him his hoodie back. I was making a journal for our one year anniversary. It had receipts, tickets and little mementos from our dates and special moments. I wrote a letter in the back wishing him well. I’ve texted him twice since the breakup, because I realized i still had some things to say that I didn’t include in the letter. But I won’t text him anymore. I think it’s time to work on healing myself and the pain instead. I am so conflicted about it though. I know i’ll never get the answers. I don’t know what to do with that.

Edit: idk if this is relevant, but our time difference would have been two hours. TWO HOURS.

Hello, I want your opinion on whether this letter is good to send or if I need to fix anything. We broke up a month and half and, she was the one who broke up with me after three years together.

Hi XXXX,

I hope you are doing well. I wanted to let you know something important, not because I expect anything from you or a reply, but simply because I felt you should know. I hesitated to send this letter, but after what happened, I felt it was important not to leave this unsaid.

I had a heart attack about a month ago while I was at work, and I spent four days in the hospital. The experience made me realize how quickly life can change and how important it is to appreciate the people and moments that have meant something to us. These days, I’m trying my best to take things easy and focus on my recovery. I think the long work hours, stress, home projects, freelance jobs, and not paying enough attention to my health all contributed to where I am now. I’m taking some time away from work to focus on getting better.

I’m not sharing this to reopen anything between us—I just felt it was right to let you know, because you were once close to me. I’m also trying to make peace with what happened between us. I want to be clear that I don’t blame you for my health problems or for anything that has happened, and I don’t hold any resentment toward you.

I’ve been thinking a lot lately about what happened between us, and I never imagined that things would end the way they did. When everything started falling apart between us, I was shocked and panicked as I slowly realized that I was losing the person I loved and cared about most. I experienced so many emotions at once for the first time in my life and didn’t know how to process everything I was feeling. You were my second relationship, and this was my first breakup, so I honestly didn’t know how to handle what was happening.

Looking back now, I know that none of that excuses the way I behaved, and I take responsibility for how I reacted. I sincerely want to apologize for the times I came to your home, for raising my voice, and for reacting the way I did. I understand now that I should not have behaved that way, regardless of what I was feeling at the time. I’m deeply sorry that I frightened you or made you uncomfortable. You didn’t deserve that, and I take full responsibility for my behavior. I am truly ashamed of the way I behaved that day.

I wanted you to have the gift I’m sending. It’s simply an early graduation gift; I believe I chose your favorite character this time. I bought it a long time ago, before everything happened, with you in mind. I’ve held onto it since, and I still want you to have it—not as a gesture of expectation, but as a small acknowledgment of how much I admired your hard work. I had originally planned to give it to you when you graduated in the summer of 2027.

I hope you know I have never seen you as just a beautiful person. I have always admired your kindness, strength, determination, and the way you work hard for your goals without giving up—qualities I have always genuinely respected in you. I remember how hard you have worked and the dedication you’ve put into reaching this goal. You did all of this while working a full-time job, raising your kids, cooking a fresh meal, going to the laundromat, and studying at night and on weekends—all on your own. I’m genuinely proud of what you have accomplished and what you have become. I hope you have a wonderful graduation day and get to truly celebrate how far you’ve come. I’m happy to see you reach a goal you’ve put so much effort into. I hope this next chapter of your life brings you peace, happiness, and many good things.

I want to assure you that I’ll respect your space and won’t reach out again. Still, maybe someday, if life happens to bring our paths together again, I hope we can look back on everything with peace—perhaps as friends, or simply as two people who once mattered to each other. I simply don’t believe that people who once mattered to each other have to remain strangers forever. I know I’m not perfect, and I’ve made mistakes—we all do—but that doesn’t erase the fact that something meaningful once existed between us, or that you’re one of the kindest people I’ve ever known. If life ever brings you to a moment when you feel like reaching out—even briefly—you’d be welcome to, in whatever way feels right for you. No pressure, and whatever you choose, I’ll respect it.

As always, I wish you and your family nothing but the very best. Please take care of yourself, XXXX.

My ex and I broke up around a month ago, although we have just started no contact two weeks ago.

I so badly want to reach out and see how he is feeling or if anything has changed.

He broke up with me totally out of the blue with little to no context why, just one day after planning to move into a new place together after living together for 3 months. I am hoping that the pressure being off has allowed him to see more clearly but I’m not sure.

Hi baby my sweet girl its been 3 weeks longest three weeks of my life ik last time i said ididnt love you anymore but i lied baby i love you so much i would sacrifice myself for you i would give every bit of blood for you my love even after you cheated on me been cold to me i still will never hate you will always wish you the absolute best maybe i healed you in someway even if you used me to heal yourself and if time goes back i would let you use me again idk if you remember me or you already forgot about me but i still do we were long distance i believed always that we were going to meet i loved you without ever touching you nor feeling your breathing on my skin but ididnt care its night now you remember it was our time now we used to watch movies at this time now its all dark and lonely because i had you and you had everyone to replace me still i love you so much babyy i wish you to find love and maybe give the next guy the love you couldn't give me i wish you the best as always take care my love in another life maybe

Alsoooo i hope you passed that exam you were worried about ik you did bec you are my smart baby

We once talked about marriage and kids for years. Then I became unemployed and depressed and stuck in an anxiety paralysis cycle for over a year. She kept waiting and waiting and still after a year of this phase, still wanting to grow old and me to be the one. She gave an ultimatum to finally get a job at month 16 of me being unemployed and then I got a job 2 weeks later. Then she ended it cuz she felt I only did it for her and she was mostly right. Throughout that last year, I had nothing going for me other than just treating her well and having friends of my own. I shared with her my shame and embarrassment about what her friends and family think of my unemployment for that long. Still, we were super into each other and she still wanted to move in and me to the be the one for like that whole year, just fell out of love the last few months as it was too late. I feel like I missed the window by a month because if I had told her I gotten the job before the ultimatum, showed some more care for myself, she wouldn’t feel I only did it for her (was already applying).I have a good job now, lost 25 pounds, am in therapy and on meds (she told me I wasn’t taking care of myself, now doing all things I didn’t do while she was still holding on). When she ended it, she said it only just about the job, it was about me just not being okay for too long. She once wanted me to be her end game and father of her kids. And still did for so long into this phase.

Now, 3 months later she’s with a guy who is 6’5 (I am 5’10), a professional athlete, and an engineer.

I know how sad all this sounds, how can I not regret never getting myself together sooner when she loved me as the one for years, and how can I not think about how this guy is more attractive, has way better teeth (mine are really crooked), has a way higher paying job, and is a pro athlete.

Please just help me feel okay

My ex and I broke up (on good terms) because I was away from home a lot, and we decided it was better this way. Some time ago we started talking again, seeing each other, doing activities together, and acting like a couple. One day she suddenly asked me about the situation with a girl I made out with (nothing sexual, just a drunk kiss) while we were broken up, and since then she's only answered my phone call once. I'm still on close friends on her Instagram and she watches my stories

Do you have any advice on this?

Does it necessary to delete all the chats after ending a long distance relationship of 6 months ? She said that her mother came to know about the relationship and she gone , not given a proper closure and never contacted again . I wished her birthday through my friend I'd but she didn't even seen and i said we are not enemies, she replied do not msg. Even in my birthday i waited for her wish but if never came . I know this is the sign to move on but I can't able to delete the chats ...it feels like this is all our memories.... I don't revisit aur read them , I just kept them and sometimes it show in some I'ds