I suppose it's been in trouble for a while. There were some issues, but mainly relating to my health and a house move putting pressure on us. I really thought we'd sort things out.
He left almost a month ago now, after a stupid argument. He said we had issues, that he'll probably always love me but there is no healthy future in it. He suggested that we have a "break" to make sure that we're both doing the right thing, but said he's happier living apart and having some freedom and independence. He's not dating anyone else, but he is going out and having fun and neither of us were really doing that.
Last week we didn't talk for 5 days. He contacted me first, to make sure I was okay. I thought that was a sign that he missed me. We've talked quite constantly since. He came round again yesterday. It didn't go how I planned... he still doesn't see a future. He said he told me 6 months in (8 years ago!) that he couldn't see us getting married, and he still can't. He's not interested in dating. He's going to focus on himself for a while.
He told me he'll pay his half of the rent for a few months while I decide what to do, but he thinks I should contact the landlord soon and get them to start advertising it. He said I'm young and I can go and have fun and enjoy myself. He's happy for me to take or leave whatever furniture I want or don't. He'll help me with a deposit or whatever. I cried, a lot.
Somehow, I always convince myself that he'll realise he's wrong. That we were meant to be together. I fell asleep holding my phone incase he messaged me, I miss him acutely. I can't explain it...I've done break-ups before, when it hurts, but after a few weeks you've made progress. You miss him less, you need him less. I don't. I still hurt as much as I did when he left.
My friends are trying to be supportive but there are not many of them. I have no family. We moved back to where we live a few months ago, which is where we both grew up, but there isn't much for me here. I have a job but it's London based and I couldn't afford to live there. I have severe anxiety and the idea of moving again makes me feel sick to the bone.
I've seen the GP a few times. He won't give me antidepressants incase I commit suicide. I've tried sleeping all the time but that's not really healthy. This feels like a whole world of pain. It hurts if I talk to him, it hurts if I don't talk to him, it hurts to think that he can just move on and I'm left utterly broken.
I made a lot of mistakes. Not learning to drive, relying on him too much, probably not appreciating him enough. He made some too. I thought we were young enough that we'd have plenty of time to work this out.
I can't forget about him. I can't change his mind. So what do I do to stop being stuck here? It's been almost a month. I should feel a bit better by now. Instead it hurts with every breath. I feel like I've been totally, totally shattered. I can barely breathe.