My boyfriend of 18 months broke up with me a few days ago, he didn’t really give me a reason and has blanked me since. I’m 32 and he was only 25. We plodded along quite well but it was never particularly passionate. We only ever argued twice, the first time he had a panic attack and this time he’s gone… it wasn’t even really an argument, I simply asked him if we could spend a bit more time together away from the pub. Why does it feel so awful even though I know I deserve better? Has anyone found real love in their 30’s and can someone help me with any coping techniques?