My ex and I split up last week, mutual conclusion. My feelings had definitely started to wand and he could tell. We'd previously got on very well, loved each other's children and been together for nearly a year
Despite being happy at this initially, I now miss him and the life we had so much. So I took the plunge, asked if we could try again and he said no
He said he loves me, he agrees with everything I said about how good we were, but said he couldn't risk it going wrong. He suffers from anxiety and I know he worries about a lot of things, all the time
I really pulled out all the stops, but he was adamant.
Now I'm devastated. I miss him, and his children, and I'm full of regret for not trying harder, and being more accepting of some of the habits that I was unhappy with
Life stretches ahead of me now, empty and lonely. My children have almost flown the nest, as have his, and I just can't see why he wouldn't give us another chance.
I don't know what to do now.