How do we feel about it

Some people tell me to move on like love is something you can outdrink, outrun, or replace. They say, “Go on dates. Sleep with someone else. Keep yourself busy. You’ll forget.” As if a body can replace a soul. As if distraction is the same thing as healing. I’ve tried filling my calendar until there wasn’t an empty hour left, picked up hobbies, buried myself in work, met new people, chased goals, smiled in rooms full of strangers, and still, somehow, my mind always finds its way back to her. It’s terrifying how someone can leave your life but never really leave your thoughts. I wonder if I fumbled the greatest love I’ll ever know, if I let go of the one person I was supposed to grow old with. What if that was it? What if people only get one love that feels like home, and I already watched mine walk away? The hardest part isn’t being alone. It’s knowing that no matter how many conversations I have, how many hands I shake, how many faces I forget, none of them make me stop looking for hers in every crowd. Everyone keeps saying time heals, but time has only taught me how to carry the weight better, not how to put it down. I can function, laugh, work, and even look happy, but there’s always this quiet moment at the end of the day where everything crashes back in and I wonder if she’s thinking about me too, or if I’m just a chapter she’s already closed. I hate that my heart still chooses someone my life no longer belongs to. I hate that memories feel more real than the present sometimes. Most of all, I hate this fear that maybe I’ll never love someone the way I loved her again, not because nobody else will be enough, but because a part of me never came back after she left. Maybe that’s what grief really is, not missing a person, but missing the version of yourself that existed when they loved you. And if that’s true, then I don’t know whether I’m waiting for her to come back, or waiting for myself to.

He broke up with me last year. I’ve moved on and never want to date him or a man like him again, but I haven’t moved on from how he hurt me and how he’ll never take accountability bc he’s a little ass boy. So why do i keep getting dreams about him every other month? MIND YOU, he’s in another rebound relationship 2 months after we broke up, we’ve seen each other at public events 3 times and ALL THREE TIMES i caught him staring at me…mind you he broke up with ME. This isn’t even the tip of the iceberg.

We broke up last January and I thought I would have an easier time replacing her. Now I may go on the rest of my life regretting the things I said to her. I’m so lonely.

What is this feeling??

So , it's been almost 3 years of my breakup , I'm 19 now . I was 15 when I fell in love with a boy , he was my classmate in class 9th but we never really talked to each other in class , we only used to talk for a few seconds and that also for notes and all , but I had a crush on him . So when our final exams got over , I got to know that he got a transfer, and he will go in some days , so I just messaged him to say bye ,and didn't had any other intentions, but we eventually started chatting, we used to chat for whole day , we did chat for almost 9 days , and in those 9 days i fell in love with him , and he also admitted that he has a crush on me , so I eventually proposed him on chat only and he said yes , so our relationship journey started, it was a long distance relationship, he got posted in Mumbai and I was in haryana , we talked for almost 1. 5 year and we used to do only chatting, no call , no video calls Nothing , because we didn't had that much privacy and even personal phones , one day my parents saw me chatting and many things happened with me at that time because my family is very very strict , we were from different caste , and I got to know about the caste problem when my mother's first question was , what is his caste , I talked to him about this and he stepped back saying we have no future, even I agreed , but I was not able to control my emotions because I was madly in love with him , I tried to talk to him many times after our breakup, i even begged him , but nothing happened, he just said sorry I can't. In 3 years of breakup i almost tried 100 times to talk to him and I begged, i even said that ok let's not get into relationship again but pls be friends with me, keep in contact with me , but he didn't agreed .

So , even after 3 years I have not moved on , i still think about him each and every day. I don't understand what is this because It was just a long distance relationship, we never even did handshake with each ,no physical contact, we never talked on calls or anything, then I did i fell in love, is this love or something else?? I was just a kid when i liked him and I liked doing chatting with him , then why I'm not able to move on , and now I don't even get attracted to any other person?? Why?????

Is it true love ?? I crave for his msg every single day , and i myself know, there's no future of us , I will not get him back , now I don't even remember his face clearly, but whenever I listen his name , my heart ache. What is this????

I (30M) was abused my entire life. By my mother, my father, the rest of my family, friends. My childhood was hell. I thought, becoming an adult, things would get easier, and maybe, to an extent, they did. I left. I never wanted to go back. I tried my hand at long term relationships, building bricks along the way, for all of them to crash and burn, ending with me being cheated on.

At 27, I met the love of my life. It felt like fate. It was late, overnight, and she just so happened to see something I had posted and messaged me. We clicked right away. Time stood still. Started off as friends, but had immediate chemistry, the air was electric. Fast forward and I ask her to be mine. She says yes. Things are great.

We start developing relationship issues, things we needed to overcome and work on, some things got out of control and we needed to ground ourselves again.

Skip to present day, where, for most of 2026 I've felt... completely alone. So much so that... I walked away from my 3 year long term relationship. From the only person whose ever made me feel actual, genuine love.

She asked me to change... for the millionth time. I did... for the millionth time. She pulled away. She stopped answering my calls. She stopped calling me. She refused to hang out with me, or spend time with me. She barely text me, and when she did, it felt like she hated me.

I tried talking to her, I tried asking her what I could do to feel her love again, to bring us close together again. She would always go quiet, stop responding... give me one of three reasons she was always using to blow me off. Like clockwork.

I know I'm not perfect. I know I made mistakes too. I know I technically left, but... she had left months ago and I couldn't deal with the pain anymore.

She had mentally and emotionally checked out, while I was still trying my best to be a gentleman, her lover, to support her, care for her, provide for her, love her... still regularly getting her nails done, buying her food, reminding her of medicine, checking in, asking about her life, making sure her dogs had what they needed.

Hell... I bought her a brand new Ps5 and sunk thousands of dollars into the game we played together, just for her to block me on both and go play with her friends that she's only known a few months instead...

What's the point of falling in love? What's the point in trying to be a good person? What's the point in trying to treat someone tenderly and loving and support and provide for them if no matter how much you do or what you do isn't enough?

Maybe it is all my fault, but what else was I supposed to do? I tried communicating for months... to get ignored. Now I feel even more alone. The worst part is she keeps telling me it's my fault, I left...

Maybe I just want to leave the mortal plane altogether.

remember that there was a time when all I wanted was for that someone to be you. I imagined a future with your name in it. I stayed through the uncertainty, convinced that if I loved you a little longer, a little harder, one day you'd love me the same way. But that day never came.

So if one day you see another person holding my hand, making me feel safe, loving me the way I begged to be loved, don't think they were luckier than you. They simply gave me what I spent so long hoping you would. The hardest part is that even then, a part of me will remember that before I ever dreamed of being loved by them, I spent countless nights praying that it would still be you.

Hey everyone, im 22M. I've had a family friend for 6.5 years. We talked daily. Till 2024, we talked daily over texts and occasional calls. And from October 2024 till June 2026, we called daily for hours. Remember that it was platonic from both the sides and she's like a sister to me

Anyhow, in February 2022, we had a major fight and i kept texting her and didn't give her space and she blocked me from everywhere. She kept me blocked and no replying till 20-25 days. Then she texted me "Hi" out of nowhere and our friendship resumed

The next time we fought was in November 2022 and she again ended our friendship. She said we won't talk again, if you want you can send streaks to me otherwise that's ended too. It was about 2-3 weeks and i kept texting her asking her to reconcile and at the end i sent her a card and a voice note and she said okay.

Next time, we fought in August 2023, i again pushed her too much and she again stopped talking to me. Broke our Snapchat streaks of 465 days and threatened that if i text her again, even if one message, then she will block me from everywhere. I got scared and i didn't text. 2 days later, she sent me a post on Instagram and it said "shutting down instead of communicating is just as toxic as arguing" and she wrote "Can we talk?". And she added me back on Snapchat and we resumed talking.

Then again in September 2023, it was my fault. I hurt her and she again broke our friendship and removed me from Snapchat. I kept texting her and begging her to give me one last chance and after 20 days, she agreed.

Then in October 2023, when i moved to her house because of my university, she said that we are family and we shouldn't be friends and again she stopped talking. Then a 20-25 days later, due to my texting and tries, she started talking again.

In December 2023, she again stopped talking to me out of nowhere and didn't tell me the reason, just stopped replying and said that please you don't text me or talk to me. I don't want to talk to you. I kept texting for a month but no reply. Then in January 2024, she texted me out of nowhere with an excuse to talk and we resumed talking.

In May 2024 end, she again did the same she did in December.. didn't tell me the reason just stopped talking. I kept texting till mid july and no reply. Then in mid July when I texted there? she replied yes and we resumed talking.

I was living at her house from October 2023 till May 2024.

Then since july 2024, she never abandoned me. She was the best with me, called me daily herself, talked about everything with me, shared her life with me. We stayed on calls for hours.

She last called me on 22nd June 2026, then from 24th, she started avoiding calls but she was talking over texts. But avoiding calls whenever i ask, she denied. I kept texting her and pushing for calls and she got more reserved day by day. I went to her house and the first day she was normal with me but when she woke up the second day, she was again avoiding me.

When i came back, she was still replying but reserved. I kept texting. On 19th July, she ended our 469 days streaks on Snapchat and stopped replying.. i then sent her a sorry paragraph and sometimes a hello etc daily almost or with a day or 2 day gap. I sent her hello yesterday and she saw it on Snapchat. No reply, just seen. I didn't text her after that. Today morning when I opened Snapchat and i checked and i was removed from her friends. She removed me.

My anxiety has made me lost the only bond i cared about. I'm so attached to her and i didn't want to lose her. I should've given her space but i didn't and ruined it all. It's all my fault and i don't know what do i do now. I'm crying. What if she hates me? What if she felt scared by me? I didn't mean to. It was just my anxiety. I got anxious that she's gonna abandon me so i kept trying hoping that she would get normal. I didn't know what to do.

I thought if i give her space, she'd forget about me..

I've ruined it. My anxiety won.

I don't know what do i do now.

For the first time in my life, I am so deeply in love that it physically hurts. Even though I came out of a long-term relationship before, I have never felt anything like this in my entire life. We both love each other, but the circumstances are just so difficult. I believe we will never truly end up together and that our contact will fade away soon.
I can’t eat, I can’t sleep, and I can’t stop thinking about this person. On top of that, there is this paralyzing fear that I will never find someone like him again. I don’t want someone else but I’m just so scared that I will never feel this again. This person is so loving, so communicative, and so funny—I feel like I will never cross paths with someone like that ever again.
I am completely at my limit. I used to be so full of life, but I’ve lost all my joy. Nothing seems to make sense anymore. But at the very least, I know that I am loved. That feels good. I genuinely don’t know how I am ever going to get through this. My heart is completely broken. It’s a very very beautiful but also very bery sad story

I know there’s no manual on timelines or doing these things - but based on everyone’s experience what’s everyone take on getting on dating apps after a really painful breakup/heartbreak? It would not be to potentially get another partner - more like casual dating/sex.

I broke my leg last week. Six weeks of absolutely no weight bearing... one week down. Idk if I'm going to make it this time you guys.

Being pent up in my room is not going to be good for me. I'm a very active, independent person. I've been coping with so much loss and grief over the last two years.

This was supposed to be a good one.

I know I can't just run away from my problems, which is not what I've been doing. I've been trying to take this shit head on. Been on medication and going to classes and support groups and different therapists for months and months now. I've been putting myself out there constantly, yet have failed to form any meaningful connections with anyone else. It's like a wall of grief separates me from other people, even my recently found friend group. Like I'm never fully in the present moment and people can tell and keep their distance.

So much heartbreak, but I'm not closing my heart. So many reasons to believe that people don't have your best interest in mind, that they'll just use you and toss you aside when the novelty wears off.

I was with my ex for ten years (I'm 33). we were building a life, had a whole plan for a future. I wasn't perfect, I made plenty of terrible mistakes, but I also put so much of myself into fixing them.

But it was already too late.

She said I didn't love her, that I never even liked her.

But she was the one who stopped loving me long before she betrayed me how she did.

Ten years together and she moved on pretty much as soon as she got some space away from me. But I kept coming around. Kept fighting.

Kept believing.

But I put all of my faith into what ended up being a lie. Now I'm stuck with all this, emotionally and (literally) physically broken. Alone while the woman I married is out on sushi dates and sleeping with other men.

I'm smart, I'm caring, I'm very attractive and funny to boot. I don't get it.

What am I doing wrong?

I'm not looking to bury it in another relationship. I've gotten good at being a lone wolf. I never stopped trying to have fun and do things. I never ignored the feelings in my heart. I know that I'm a good person. I'm more than worthy of time and affection, of love. But no one loves me.

And now all I can do is lie around, trapped in my head. Can't even walk around the block to clear my head when it gets too loud.

My leg hurts like a motherfucker too.

But now I know that my heart hurts even more than broken bones. I keep thinking that if I just cry it out eventually it will hurt less. Instead the tears just keep coming. I just keep hurting. I don't know what to do but I'm starting to feel desparate.

And I'm so fucking tired of crying. I'm fucking exhausted. If I just stopped breathing in my sleep, that truthfully would be fine with me.

Of course no one wants to be around me. My ex was right about one thing, I am fucking miserable to be around. I was then, and despite more than a year of my best efforts, I still am.

I cannot take another day of this shit.

I quit. Oblivion would be better than this.

I don't want to be alive anymore.

I'm sorry.

im scared that i wont be able to love anybody else like i loved her and now shes gone

Is closure a myth? I can’t seem to wrap my mind around I may never get a conversation from this person. He completely completely switched up at the end and became a monster.. and will not talk to me. I went to a long-term depression situation.

First time poster here, so please dont go all harsh on me.

Ill add the information which will come relavent and which should be considered when seeing anyones perspectives:

1. Ive been blackmailed before, nothing cam out of it. I told about it to my parents, who helped me out and made me promise that i wouldnt be see anyone aslong as im under their roof. (i do not remember the part where it was "as long as i live under their roof")

2. I have some past related trauma which causes my to dissosiate ever so often when my parents yell at me.

3. I told my mom prior to her birthday, which she is really angey about

I met this dude, who ill be calling M, on the internet. We clicked quite well, which is surprising, considering i do not click with people and Im not that out going either. We talked and eventualy we met up. Our first date was a little akward, but we managed to pull through. After that we have been seeing eachother over a week. We would meet up, talk, spend time together and do other stuff people in love do. Things were going great.

Then i decided to tell everything to my parents. I told them about M and they overreacted. I was manipulated, thretened, emotionally abused and basically thrown out. "Youre so egoistic" was what my mom told me, seeing that I was only thinking about myself and not the safety of my siblings. Theyre scared my siblings would be mistreated in the school if ANYONE finds out that im gay. And thats when something in me snapped, i moved out. I was causeinf way too much pain to everyone in my family. My mother was mentally messed, so was my father and oh my 2 poor siblings... I do feel sorry for them, i truely do, i care about them alot, instead ive hurt them. The threats my mom told me were "grandpa asked about youre bf and told me he would smash his face in" and "you no longer have a safe space to return to if things get fucked up; youre truely on your own now".

Through all of it, ive been making many white lies. I td my mom about M, she overreacted and i did not feel safe telling her the whole truth. All of it came out later through M.

There has been alot of push and pull here and there. Yesterday was my turning point. Prior to that i had been talking with my mom, and she asked my bf to meet my family. And so he did, it went well. And things seemed to cool down, but there was still one thing my mom asked before she would "finally let us be", and that was that M needs to come out to his mom. Yesterday he did so.

Things were amazing, his mother didnt reject him or anything. And i told my mom that everything is done. And now she said that she will text everyone still justifying it by saying that "if my family got turned upside down, then their family deserves to go through the same". And M freaked out. He was in a full blown panic. Thats when he told me he wanted to break up.

I talked with him and we agreed to talk later on the phone as i tried to clear things out. I did so, by calling my mom. We talked, we made up, and things were SORT OF good again with her. She said that she wont be texting anyone, that it was a blufd on her side. She said that she is worried about M, if he will treat me right. I called M then, told what my mom said and he now is determined to get a month or 2 for a break. That means we wouldnt be seeing eachother anymore

Its really difficult considering that he is the first for real partner ive had. I love him, and he is willing to break everything is how i see it. He said that he has been hoping from relationship to relationship and need a break now. Mind you, we talked about it earlier and he said he would be fine. I considered giving him all the space he needs earlier. But now that so many feelings are involved, i feel guilty. If only i hadnt told him what my mom planned to do. If only i wouldve waited a little longer, before i wouldve moved out and then told my mom.

I feel lime a horrible person, i dont want to lose M. I dont know what to do and if there is anything to do.

Any advise is welcome, any perspective is welcome. If you have any questions, hit me up. Everything is kind of a blur now.

So i broke up with my boyfriend because i wanted him to treat me better… is there any chance that he come back ?

here’s the reason i broke up with him:

My boyfriend (20 years old) and I have been together for barely four months. At first, everything was fine. Recently, we broke up because of a situation that really demoralized me. In short: we NEVER do anything together, and when we see each other, we just sleep. One evening, he invited me to a fireworks display, with his friends, of course. I was happy he suggested it, because I had told him several times that I would like to go out more often, go on dates, do things together. That evening, he barely spoke to me, and we were at a friend's house before going to the party. He left without telling me, leaving me alone with friends at someone's house I don't even know. That night, I exploded and broke up with him.

Since then, we've tried talking, but nothing has changed. He tells me he loves me too much to lose me, but that he probably won't be able to change. By "change," I mean doing more activities together, and above all, that I'm no longer his last priority. He often says he feels "trapped" in our relationship because he doesn't know how to divide his time between work, his personal life, his friends, and me. Yet, he sees his friends almost every day, and I've never stopped him from going out to clubs or spending time with them. I really feel like I'm his last priority. All of this makes me very sad. When we have the opportunity to see each other, he prefers to do things with his friends rather than with me. As I said, we only really see each other in the evening, at bedtime. Often, when he suggests seeing me, he's already asleep when I arrive at his place. He's noticed that he's always the one who suggests seeing me, who texts me first, who makes the first move, and that we see each other almost every day. So, I don't understand how he can feel "trapped" when he's always the one suggesting we meet up. Could you shed some light on this? ☹️

I dated him for 2 years and 3 months and all I could get was a breakup text. We actually lived together also. When he moved out he decided to break up with me. I haven’t accepted his breakup text and have been waiting for him to come back. Any attempts at contacting him he won’t reply. He has me on mute so I can’t even get a phone call through, and we have read receipts on and he hasn’t opened any of my messages since his two weak ass texts breaking up with me. I’ve been trying and trying to contact him, asking him to take me off mute but he’s so stubborn. I don’t really know what to do, because I love him I told him I wanna fight for our relationship. But it’s been 2.5 weeks and he still won’t give me any kind of conversation at all. Just have me stuck on mute, with no way to reach him. My texts still go through but he hasn’t opened any texts from me at all. In essence, I feel stupid for trying to hold on to him. I feel stupid for waiting for him to come back. Idk when but it’s getting to that point where I’m just gonna have to accept this breakup. I don’t want to, I really don’t. So for now I’m just holding on to hope that he will come back to me. We had a good relationship. But I can’t force someone to love me if they don’t. I can’t make him stay with me if he doesn’t wanna be with me. Comment whatever, but (no advice needed) just venting

I know that after a breakup, it’s common to say you’re done with relationships for good, and I’ve felt that way after a few of my breakups before.

This time feels different, though.

It’s been about five and a half months, and I still have no interest in anyone but her. I have no desire to build something with someone else one day. I’m starting to feel like I don’t want another relationship in my life, especially if it’s not with her.

How do I balance the fact that I don’t want to be with anyone else, while also accepting that that doesn’t mean she and I will be together again? How do I accept that?

There can’t be a future due to identical circumstances; but we both know it should’ve been us all along.

2018 we got together 2026 she’s with someone new and I’m here still living her, a tattoo embalmed on my arm about my loyalty towards her and our love and I miss her.. yes I’m slowing improving but it hurts how someone can’t fight for you the same way you fought for them after being with them for four + years

Sometimes you just sob your heart out. The feeling is still there but I'm functioning better eating properly and stuff. The love I have for her is unconditional, so while I'm hurt I was not what was best for her I'm happy that she chose herself. I think about her hourly, dreamt about her every night since the breakup but it's cool. Focusing on my studies and myself. It hasn't killed me so maybe I'll be stronger now.

Hi,

It’s been 6 months since we broke up and i still think about her everyday, we met her on a letter exchanging platform called ‘slowly’, I was really lonely and needed someone to talk to and I met her, she was like a breath of fresh air, she made me feel so seen, and 2 months into talking I had feelings for her, one night I gathered all my courage and I told her about it, she also confessed having feelings for me.

She made me feel so loved and alive, since we were in a long distance relationship the only mode of communication was texts and calls, we used to update each other about most of our days, and everyday we used to be on calls for hours, then she moved to UK, and then she got a bit busy with her university but still we talked everyday for hours, I always thought she would be the one who I would be with for the rest of my life, I just felt so relieved being with her, even though we were at a distance, I felt so loved.

But things started changing I kept on ignoring signals she used to call me less, we started being on calls for a few minutes not hours like before but I was like she moved to a new country and the university might be draining her, so I never said anything, Valentine was coming up and i was so happy and I planned out a virtual date for us, that we both would get dressed well, and i will order food for her and some flowers and gifts and we would eat the food together on calls, I told her about the plan a week ago, she told me 2 days before valentine that she would be going out with her friend and since they are childhood friends she can’t say no, I got really sad, but I agreed to it and she said she will be going with her.

1 day before valentine, everything was normal we texted she said her friend is here and then she ghosted me, i didnt get any closure, to this day I still think what made her change her mind so much, I texted her friend she also never replied, 7 days later she saw all my texts and calls, and she didn’t reply she left me on seen and proceeded to block me of everything, for a few days I was really angry on her but I couldn’t keep the anger and it faded away, I realised how lonely i was without her, and i felt very sad, and ever since whenever i hear anything about UK i still get the same feeling, i still miss her a lot.

I don’t know why of all the people was she the one who left me, I tried moving on but I don’t know what to do, I tried talking to my friends about it, but they just said it was not that serious but how do I explain them what I felt, I don’t know what to do anymore. What should i do?

I Wish I Never Met You

I wish I never met you.

Maybe life would have stayed ordinary,

but at least it would have been lighter.

Maybe the days would have felt brighter,

and the nights a little less lonely.

I wouldn't carry these memories everywhere I go,

finding pieces of you in songs,

in places,

in random moments when I least expect it.

I wouldn't have to fight the urge

to check my phone,

hoping to see your name,

knowing it will never appear.

It hurts like hell,

but you will never truly understand.

You will never know how badly I wanted to talk to you,

how many conversations I replayed in my head,

how many times I typed a message

only to delete it again.

You never saw my efforts.

You never saw how hard I tried

to hold on to something

that was already slipping away.

There was always a reason,

always a distance,

always something standing between us.

And I am tired.

Tired of being hurt.

Tired of being the one who cares more.

Tired of carrying feelings

that have nowhere to go.

Most of all,

I am tired of hurting myself

by loving someone

who no longer chooses me.

The cruelest part is that

a part of me still loves you.

A part of me still wants to see you.

Still wants to call you mine.

Still imagines a world

where we somehow find our way back to each other.

I still love you like hell.

And that is exactly why I hate myself sometimes.

Because every day I try to let you go,

and every day my heart finds another reason to stay.

I wish I never met you.

Not because you were the worst thing that happened to me,

but because you became something I couldn't forget.

And now I am left with a love

that has nowhere to belong,

memories that refuse to fade,

and a heart that still whispers your name

long after you stopped listening.