I’ve never posted on anything like this before but I’m so devastated that I need to talk.
Last night, my partner ended our 5 year relationship. My world feels like it has shattered. He is the love of my life and I thought we’d be forever. We were together when we were younger then went our separate ways for 21 years. We found each other again during Covid and declared our love for each other. We’d still loved each other for all this time and I was the happiest girl in the world. Within 6 weeks of us getting back in touch, he moved up and rented a flat near me in the midlands from where he was living down South.
After 6 months, we lived together. I had been in serious relationships during the 21 years we hadn’t seen each other, whereas he’d only had one serious ish relationship that had lasted a year. He didn’t live with this girl. He told me when we got back together that he’s never settled with anyone as it was always me that he loved.
He has always been one for his mates- only really went on stag doos before we got back together, and I had always jokingly called him Peter Pan as I said he’d never grow up.
Things were great at first, then real life hit. He never allowed us to do anything with his mates and their wives/girfriends. I was very much kept separate from all that. I only saw his friends once in the 5 years.
He played football, had a season ticket to watch football and played with his mate on the PlayStation every Thursday night without fail with him being unhappy if I disturbed him whilst he played.
We enjoyed hobbies together like bike riding, camping and loved watching planes. I love holidays abroad whereas he don’t really like the sun. We’d go on one holiday a year but he moaned about the heat. Although he’s happy to play football in 30 degree heat.
Things haven’t been great for a few months. We had agreed to talk to each other tonight- we’ve never been great at talking but I had faith in the fact that we’d be able to work out our issues.
Yet when I got home from work yesterday, his stuff was packed up and gone.
He’d planned with his Sister to take his stuff to hers and had arranged to go down South to stay with his Parents- all behind my back. He acted completely normal when I left the house for work- gave me a kiss etc yet he knew what he was gonna do. He arranged all this whilst letting me think we were gonna talk tonight.
He was there when I got back yesterday - he told me he still loves me, but he doesn’t feel like the same person anymore. He thinks he’ll just be better off on his own. That he’s too selfish for a relationship. We talked for a few hours but it didn’t really get anywhere. Now he’s gone back down South for a few days and I am absolutely devastated. I have good family support but I can’t sleep, I keep crying. Seeing his stuff gone just destroys me. I just want him back. He’s my soulmate- he told me I was his.
I don’t want anyone else.
I don’t know what to do x