Im posting in desperation. I’ve managed to hold down my job and keep things together after an horrific break up in February, which came as a shock. We were planning for a fucking family, had started preparing a nursery room (just paint and planning like that nothing major). I don’t know how I got through the break up to be honest, without going into details I left and that was it never saw him again except for him to text a month later to ask me to confirm I wasn’t pregnant. Feel sick evening typing all this as my whole world as I knew it was ripped from me. I thought I would have a family maybe this year. I thought I was with the man I would say goodnight to every night until the day one of us died. I know breaks ups happen and that’s life but fuck the months that followed were dark. I tried to take my life, was hospitalised as a result of the attempt that caused some serious physical harm. I’m ashamed because I’m in a job where I am near the top of my career, lead a team, I have a nice home. This year has broken me and when people say oh these months have been awful I nod along thinking if only I had just had corona to deal with.
It’s dark at 5pm and I’m alone every night. I thought this Christmas might be extra special. My heart breaks all the time for the things I don’t have. I can’t imagine meeting anyone again let alone feeling truly loved. I literally can’t envisage it and it makes me feel so lost without that small hope.
I briefly started online dating and it was ok but everyone seems married or weird or up for a shag, so I came off it after a day. I’m so sad. I know people are struggling for so many reasons and I know I need perspective I just can’t cope tonight. My brother gets married soon and I feel dread at having to celebrate someone else again. I’ve never been bitter before and I’m so lost and alone and heartbroken that I just don’t know how to go on. I’m in therapy and I’m not depressed just totally and utterly broken with life and haven’t felt any glimmer of love or closeness from anyone for nearly a year. Not even a hug from a man where you feel safe and like someone cares. I won’t have that again and I don’t know how to carry on without loving someone and being loved back.