I was dating someone in the summer for almost 3 months, we met through a friend. Not that long, but it was intense (in a good way) and we had a lot of fun and a great connection. All was going in the right direction, I met his family and he met mine. Then after spending a long weekend together at his home, he suddenly broke up with me. Gave me a weak excuse stating that he had too much going on in his life and that it wasn’t fair on me (he did have some stuff going on, this wasn’t a secret and I was trying to be supportive). I found out the real reason was that I’m not ‘domesticated’ enough, and that I didn’t make enough effort to plan what we were going to eat when I stayed at HIS place (!) I’m a lovely person and we had a connection but he’s looking for a ‘wife’ 🤔 Every time he came over to mine and we stayed in I’d make dinner, cook breakfast. Not because I was trying to portray myself as a Stepford wife, I genuinely enjoy cooking for friends and family. I was shocked and hurt over these ridiculous reasons. Other reasons were that I have a career (which I’ve worked my butt off to achieve over the years as a single parent which included putting myself through uni) and I have children (so does he!), my children are pre-teens. I know deep down inside that I’m better off without a man like this, my friends tell me I had a lucky escape, but I miss him so much and I’m struggling massively to move on. I feel like my confidence has been knocked and I keep questioning whether there is something wrong with me, and whether it’s my fault I’m still without the ‘one’ at the age of almost 37. I have a busy career, I have friends, I go out and socialise, go to the gym and classes, but I’m always carrying around this sadness that just won’t leave me. We are still in contact and speak every few weeks or so…for example it was the birthday of one of my children which they were spending with their dad this year, so he rang me to check that I was okay…but I’m guessing it’s to soothe his ego why he’s my ‘friend’, but it genuinely frustrates me as every time we talk we get along so well. I go through waves of feeling angry and thinking f*ck you, I can do better, to feelings of, we could have had something good and you threw it away over nothing. I just want to feel like myself again without this emptiness.