I will try and keep this brief, as I've posted about it before, and probably bored several kind people on here to tears in the process.
I moved to London in July, leaving behind my partner of nearly 5 years (who I was living with) Originally the plan hadn't been for us to split up. Sadly, this is what ended up happening. We still stayed friends though, and I always hoped (and indeed this was implied by partner also) that we would get back together. I would still have (foolishly) called him my best friend, and he was still the person I always went to when I need someone to talk to/advice/anything really.
He's been down to visit me several times. On the last few occasions I'm afraid to say the trips were funded by me as I was so desperate to see him. He's lost his job recently, and wouldn't have been able to come otherwise. Last time I saw him was 8 weeks ago.
Anyway, 3 weeks ago I decided to come home on the spur of the moment. I was desperate to see him, and to try and sort things out. When I got here though he kept making up excuses not to see me. Eventually over the phone he told me he thought it was best if we "Don't see each other at the moment, as he has his own issues to deal with". I had to literally drag this confession out of him, for the 2 days beforehand he was acting like I was paranoid for thinking he didn't want to see me. I begged him to reconsider, but he totally refused. I asked if he has met someone else, he says not (don't know if I believe that though)
So I went back to London, incredibly upset. I had to postpone the trip for 2 days as I was that upset I couldn't stop crying for more than an hour (pathetic I know) I came home for Xmas on the 24th. Just before then I sent him an email saying I was in dreadful pain over the fact he wouldn't see me, but that I would keep my dignity, and respect his wishes. Also told him I was sorry for any hurt I had caused him, and that I love him very much. I said I would be deleting his number, and taking him off my FB. Not to be petty, but because I found the whole thing so upsetting.
Within a few hours he was texting me asking when I would be home for Xmas! When I replied he just started saying "I hope you have a great Xmas etc". Then talking about how he was out drinking with his ex boss. I didn't really know what to say, I thought if he was drinking it was best not to lead him into saying anything he might not mean.
Since I came home I've heard...nothing. Not a text on Xmas day, nothing on Boxing day either (which is my birthday). He has literally cut all contact with me in one fell swoop. It's pathetic but I am totally lost without him. I can't sleep (have panic attacks in middle of the night), the holidays have been a total misery (I'm putting a brave face on for family, but I feel so sad). I'm dreading New Year, I always used to spend it with him, and his lovely family. This year I don't even have any plans.
Everyone keeps telling me that he's doing me a favour, that he's not right for me etc etc. I want to agree, but the fact is that I just feel hideously empty. I can't comprehend that he has done this so suddenly. The fact that he wouldn't see me 3 weeks ago, when I'd travelled 500 miles, and pleaded with him is SO humiliating.
I know this is a horribly self pitying post, that people go though MUCH worse, and I need to (wo)man up. It being Xmas (and my birthday at same time!) has made me feel very alone with it all though. I never thought he would ever treat me so coldly. I only went to London because he told me it would be the better idea. In hindsight I can see he hasen't loved me in a long time. I've just been too stupid to see it. I feel as well that if I'd tried harder/being a better girlfriend we would still be together. Where do I go from here? Any advice from the wonderful women who have been through much darker times than this, and healed afterwards, would be much appreciated.