Oh, I've found my people! Big hugs to you all, it's such a rotten time but we will all be okay 

It'll be a week tomorrow since we broke up. It was all so sudden, my mind is still reeling. I know it's for the best, it was all going a bit wrong and the bad times were creeping up in frequency but it just hurts to know that I would have stayed and fought like hell but he just decided he was done.
I'm all over the place, one minute I'm feeling strong (listening to Taylor Swift's 'Shake It Off' makes me remember I'll be okay) then the next I look at my bed, or the dining table, or the couch and have a flashback to a happy time and my heart feels so heavy in my chest it's like a big jagged rock is sitting in there. I still haven't filled the drawer that he kept his things in and every time I open it by accident, I'm overwhelmed with grief.
I've deleted his number, deleted him from Facebook, deleted every picture of him and and binned anything he left behind so it's like he was never around. I know in the long run that will help me move on as I can't turn to any of those things when I'm wallowing but now it's so painful because my memories of him are still so strong so I know he was there. It's like he's left a big empty hole in my life. And I just feel like what the hell am I going to do with all the love I still have for him?
I sound like a big saddo, I hate to be this way.