I feel pathetic to still be so upset over the end of a relationship that was less than 6 months but I am really struggling. Can anyone offer any words of wisdom? He ended it 2 months ago and blamed me for essentially being too emotional. I don't really want to get into the details of that other than to say that I had a couple of moments of being teary but nothing extreme like sobbing or shouting.
He was quite intense, sending me lots of gushing messages early on, songs with lyrics about growing old together, talking about things like going on holiday with our kids and retirement plans within 3 months. for my part, I did feel quite anxious in the relationship and am now embarrassed about some of that eg feeling worried when there were changes in patterns like no goodnight message etc. I’m late 40s with very little dating experience except for my marriage which was unhappy.
I’ve always had poor self esteem having been raised by a very angry, volatile mother and cold father. I felt incapable of emotional intimacy for a long time and didn’t have a proper romantic relationship until my mid twenties (would my upbringing explain this?). I’ve always worried I was not worthy of love . Then this man came into my life and made me feel so wanted and chosen. Now it’s over I just feel filled with self-blame and have been ruminating daily about every little thing I said and did “wrong.” I’m really trying to fight this and use it as an opportunity for growth and to finally address the issues that I’ve carried all this time. I’m having therapy weekly, journaling and listening to lots of self help stuff like Brene Brown. But I’m still stuck in rumination and shame and self blame. I worry that I ruined something rare and great because i didn’t work on my issues sooner. The relationship brought up insecurities that I didn’t realise were still so strong.
This weekend I should have been going away with him on a planned trip. The urge to reach out to him is so strong (I have gone no contact since the break up). I know that would just make me look desperate.
How do I move on? How do I forgive myself for messing up? I worry this was my last chance at love as all I seem
to see on here is stories of how bleak the dating market is for women of my age. I feel so low about all of this.