It's been 6 weeks of hell.
My partner split with me because I was too depressed (I was depressed for around 2-3 months), she couldn't support me, I was not her priority and that the only thing that makes her happy is a hobby she has and that this comes before everything else in her life. Just to make it clear, this never came out in anger, this was how it had to be in our relationship. It was her way or the highway and I worked around her.
The depression came about last year when I was made redundant. On top of this a family member became very ill and I had my own health problems going on.
My ex had issues going on herself, with a family member being ill and her job being stressful.
After 2 years of being together she dumped me. She dumped me 3 times in the space of 6 weeks. She blew hot and cold.
The third time she ended it (a week ago) I'd come to accept it. I couldn't carry on. My anxiety was through the roof.
I'm a very caring person. I have been nothing but supportive of my ex over the last 2 years. More recently, after she broke up with me, I even looked after her whilst she was ill - as I was the one she wanted by her side. Dont get me wrong, I am far from perfect, I've done my fair share of stupid things.
The times that she has ended it, she has told me it's because she can't help but resent me for my depression and the fact I was made redundant. We struggled with money for a single month.
The last time she ended it a week ago she told me it was because she felt guilty and that she now felt happier not being around me.
I felt so used. Used whilst she got over me. I stupidly should have known what she was doing when the conditions of the 'break' were all on her terms. Only speak on the phone when she wants to, only talk about our issues when she wanted to, only see me when she needs me..
It's easy for people to say get over her but I am struggling, I really am. Before this happened, I felt so happy in the relationship and I worked on myself and I really tried to work on the relationship every day we were together. Suddenly im faced with someone I dont recognise. Someone cold and uncaring. Love is so blind.
Have people been through the same? How did you cope?