Nobody passed.
I suppose as background, I split with my partner in March, after nearly 9 years together. He moved back to his parents and we initially didn't talk for a few weeks but slowly, since then, have been talking and meeting, and working towards a future. Last Thursday, we ended up at a corporate event together and in drunkenness, he said he missed me and we should try again. We shared a hotel room and slept in each others' arms.
Last night it emerged that he doesn't want us to get back together. He wants to be single for a while. He wants to be unattached and have a simple life. I've wished him all the best, told him I'll move out as soon as I can and he can collect his things when I'm gone. He didn't reply.
I miss him already and I keep hoping that he will change his mind. I kept waking up to check my phone. I am adamant that I won't contact him, though.
Practically, I'm pretty screwed. It would appear that my friends aren't great. I have a good job but I work from home due to my disabilities (fibromyalgia, bipolar, severe anxiety and depression). The office is in London and I go in when I can, for the company more than anything, but it's expensive. To remain being able to work from home, I need to keep a spare room. I can't afford to stay where I am without him paying half of the rent. We have no break clause, and 6 months left of the contract here. The council won't help until I've been evicted and then I'll lose my deposit as well as my mental health declining. It'd been stable here, I'd been doing well.
I am dying of loneliness. I miss him being here, or at least on the end of the phone. I'm considering installing a dating app just for people to talk too.
I can't drive, so I have to live on a bus route. I'm trying to learn but it's another cost.
I have no family. Tempted as I am to contact my Dad, I shouldn't. I had a hugely abusive childhood.
I feel like just going to bed whenever I'm not working and putting my head firmly in the sand.