I’ve been there too OP. No one could make me fall out of love with him, I thought he was the most amazing person in the world and I couldn’t imagine a day where he’d never be in my life. I loved him more than I loved myself.
But eventually I saw;
He wasn’t loving me
He wasn’t choosing me
He wasn’t making any commitment to me
He didn’t care that he was hurting me
In fact, he kind of liked hurting me
He knew he could treat me like shit and with the tiniest bit of attention I’d go running back for more
He was using me financially, emotionally, physically, intellectually (we met at uni, he plagiarised my work) and he was cheating on me.
I tortured myself with the unrequited love songs, I cried, I pined, I tried to make myself who he wanted me to be, I went from being tee total to getting drunk and high regularly just to forget him for an hour or two...
I was honestly, honestly pathetic. And it horrifies me to think of what I was reduced to, the lack of self respect I had, his smug gloating face knowing he could just click his fingers and I’d be there. I shudder now because I didn’t see it at the time that actually I was really beautiful, other better guys wanted to commit to me, I was kind with this ridiculously pure innocent little heart that just kept on going holding out against hope, I was funny and sweet and nurturing and talented and vulnerable and this stupid fucking tool just ripped all of that out of me, made me hate myself and convinced me that I wasn’t good enough for him or anyone else.
My friends and family begged me to get out, they could see it was changing me. My mum said she felt she’d lost me and my sparkle had gone but I made excuse after excuse after excuse for him.
I won’t go into it because I know MN is very anti-faith but it was actually a “religious” experience that saved me. To cut a long story, that most people on here won’t be interested in anyway, short, I was walking along a car park one day feeling gutted after a week of getting drunk, high and even a shitty stupid tattoo all because of the pain and all of a sudden I just felt like something was saying, “look, you are my daughter and I love you. If you want him, if you choose him, it’s fine, but I just want you to know I SEE you and that I didn’t make you for this. I want so much better for you. It’s your choice but I don’t want you to miss on what I have for you. It’s much better than this.” And I just felt really loved. My own relationship with my father is shit, I literally had no idea until that moment what a healthy father daughter relationship felt like but that moment was transformative for me.
Now, at that point nothing had made me “fall out” of love with this guy. Life without him was unthinkable. I literally didn’t want it. But as I went on investigating faith and feeling loved by a higher power then my mind started to shift really quickly. One day I literally woke up (maybe about 3 weeks) after the experience above, and I just felt “happy for no reason” and knew it would be ok and that there was an order and sense to things. I was able to see him at uni that morning and feel nothing. I remember seeing him and having this massive grin on my face, because I realised that I was free and I could see him for what he really was and, I’m laughing thinking about it, he got this smug grin on his face too and those come to bed eyes thinking my face lit up because of him and he said “what? Are you happy to see me?” and I remember breathing out a huge sigh and saying with the stupid grin still on my face, “No, actually”.
And I moved on. He had zero power over me. The more distance I had from him emotionally, the more I could see how bad a guy he’d been to me. I had to see him everyday because we were on the same course and living in the same area but he was just like any other guy in the street to me from then on.
Practically, what helped was, as soon as I could;
Going no contact. Moved away. Blocked him on everything. Stopped social media stalking.
For me obviously faith helped and getting into spirituality. Getting that “ache” for him into perspective...so I ached now for my faith and for wholeness.
Shit load of counselling
Shit load of travelling and new hobbies
Work on self esteem, sort of dating myself...making myself whole sort of thing.
Watched a load of YouTube videos on relationships...Matthew Hussey, The Dating Coach etc. I now don’t watch them because I have other ideas about relationships and dating but they are good in showing you what your baseline should be.
Anyway, good luck. Seriously you need to kick him to the kerb. He’s a wanker. Stop giving him love, sex, attention. Turn it all around and focus on YOU. Love YOU. Not him. He doesn’t even deserve a glance let alone your body and your love.