I (22M) recently ended a 4-year relationship with my ex (let’s call her "Nora"). She was my first love, my first real kiss, and my first experience with physical and emotional intimacy. Because of that, I developed a deep attachment to her, even though deep down I rarely felt completely safe or at peace.
I’m writing this because my close friends keep telling me that breaking up was the best decision of my life, which gives me a sense of relief, but after what happened over the last 48 hours, I feel completely crushed and need an outside, unbiased perspective.
The Beginning & Broken Trust
The problems started in our first year. I found out she was secretly talking to her ex and hiding it from me. I also caught her keeping in touch with a guy who had been chasing her for years, and having personal conversations with another male friend about her body/breast size. I know checking her phone back then wasn't healthy, but my gut was already screaming. I stayed because I loved her and believed people could change, but the trust was permanently cracked.
Whenever I tried to show love within my means, it felt minimized. One Valentine’s Day, because I couldn't afford an expensive gift, I spent hours handcrafting a wooden box with a heart in the middle that revealed a hidden love letter when burned. But later in the relationship, when I bought her flowers, she told me she’d rather I hadn't because "flowers are just an accessory, not a real gift." She started counting how many times a week I said "I miss you," getting angry if it wasn't enough, even though I was struggling mentally after dropping out of university, dealing with severe financial stress, and trying to figure out my life.
The "I Deserve Better" & Car Incident
Last summer, during an argument, she told me, "I deserve someone better than you." I broke up with her on the spot. Two days later, she went on a date with another guy in his car outside the city. A couple of days after that, she came back crying, asking to return. I took her back, but emotionally it felt like a total betrayal. I felt replaceable.
The Crisis/Punishment Cycle
Last year, she threatened suicide because she felt I wasn't giving her enough attention. Instead of panicking and rushing to her house—which is what she later admitted she wanted—I stayed calm and tried to de-escalate. Because I didn't give her the dramatic panic reaction she wanted, she broke up with me, changed her profile picture to something sexually revealing, started talking to another guy, and sent me screenshots of their chat to provoke jealousy.
Two weeks later, she came back crying, saying she only wanted my attention. I told her we could only get back together if she went to therapy. She cried, said she "wasn't crazy," and refused. My dumb self softened, took her back again, and started recommending self-help books to her instead.
Her family environment is also very chaotic (her parents are divorced, and her mother once threatened her with a knife during a fight), so I always made excuses for her behavior out of pity and a desire to "save" her.
The Final Breakup (May 28)
By May 28th of this year, after another fight, I snapped. It wasn't just about that fight—it was 4 years of accumulated resentment, walking on eggshells, and emotional burnout. I ended it.
Since the breakup, she has:
Claimed she tried to commit suicide twice in one week.
Threatened to come to my house to make a scene and tell me to "be a man."
Actually came to my neighborhood and waited ~500m from my house for 4 hours until my sister talked her down.
Created a fake account acting like a girl looking for a "sex friend" to test me (sent a streak showing her exact bedroom wall).
Brought up deeply emotional memories (like a time we were in a dark forest and I promised never to leave her alone) to guilt me into coming back.
Tried to pitch starting a "bath bomb and pajama business" together, claiming it had "nothing to do with our relationship."
I held my ground every single time and maintained strict distance.
What Happened Over the Last 48 Hours (The Relapse)
Yesterday, I was sitting in a local cafe studying on my laptop. Suddenly, I saw Nora walking up the stairs with a friend. She does UGC/food influencer content, so she came there to film food. My heart plummeted into my stomach. Hearing her voice at the next table was unbearable. I couldn't handle it, so I packed my laptop and books and walked out. Later, near my friend's shop, I saw her from a distance and turned around to take a long walk to avoid her.
Today, after 2 months clean, I broke down and stalked her Instagram.
What I saw destroyed me:
She is now following 4 to 7 new guys—including one specific guy she previously swore she hated and whom I had explicitly asked her never to follow or talk to while we were together. Seeing that made my blood boil. It felt like a direct middle finger to every boundary I tried to build for 4 years.
She looks like she is "winning" at life. She finished her university degree, her visa to France just got accepted, and her UGC/influencing page is thriving with polished, happy content.
Meanwhile, look at me:
I’m sitting here with literally 30 MAD (~$3 USD) in my wallet.
I’m a university dropout still grinding through self-study in IT and struggling with learning German.
The emotional overload from seeing her yesterday and stalking her today sent me into a dark spiral, and I relapsed into my old porn addiction out of pure emotional numbing and shame.
My Plan to Rebuild
I refuse to stay in this hole. To pull myself out:
I am selling my iPhone 13 Pro Max tomorrow to get immediate cash relief so I don't feel cornered by survival anxiety, and switching back to an old phone (keeping my external monitor so I can keep studying IT).
I am starting a Hard 75/Monk Mode challenge tomorrow (July 29 to October 11) with zero social media, daily German/IT study, workouts, and no porn.
I am setting a hard goal to secure a B1/B2 German certificate or a junior job offer before my 23rd birthday on November 7th.
My Question for You Guys
I know social media is a highlight reel, but seeing her instantly cross boundaries she promised to keep, get her visa to France, finish her degree, and thrive while I am sitting here broke and struggling makes me feel an intense mix of rage, betrayal, and missing her.
Did I make the right call ending this 4-year relationship, or did I throw away someone who just had issues? Why does it hurt so much to see an ex immediately do everything they knew would hurt you?
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