Met someone in my late 20s who was absolutely wonderful to me. At the time we lived and hour or so apart and months into our relationship I was plunged into battling with mental health issues, mainly anxiety. It became so bad that I began therapy and while I was still with this man, I was completely unable to focus on the relationship, I felt paralysed and ultimately stopped communicating with him and many of my friends for a short period. He didn’t want things to end but I was barely holding down my job and I was in a total fog, I let me whole life crash down around me. He tried to be there.
After six months of therapy I emerged feeling better, back to myself. I got in contact with him and we began seeing each other again. Two months later it turns out that he was having a child with someone he had a one night stand with (she told him when she was six months).
He’s moved on presumably with her, I don’t know as I have no contact with him now. When we ended he was cross with me, saying that none of it would have even happened if I’d just let him be there for me. And he’s right, I pushed him away.
I think about him all the time, compare others to him. I’ve dated but I’m older now and less confident, I also have never met anyone that comes close to how good he was to me. He really did want to just settle down with me and I was a mess and unable to realise it at the time.
Will I ever move on from this? Will I ever feel better about it? Everyone I meet is nowhere near as caring or as loving as him. What if he was the right one and I fucked it up?