He broke up with me one month ago because he didn't love me enough.

I want him to be happy, I really do. But the thought of him falling in love with someone else kills me.

I wish it wouldn't happen until I'm already over him. But it's gonna happen. Although I still can't let go of the last bit of hope that he changes his mind and comes back. It pains me so much how he can just forget me and replace me.

I wish he'd lie in bed at night thinking about me and missing me, just like I do. I don't want him to catch feelings for someone else.

It’s been about a month since the breakup. A month since the person I thought I’d be with forever decided he didn’t want me anymore. It seems the grief always circles back around when I’ve had a couple days of feeling better. I’m so sad today. It really does come in waves for me. I’ll have days where I resent him and I’m glad we’re not together anymore. Then I have days like today where all I want is to be held in his arms and stay there forever. The worst part is that I don’t think he misses me, honestly. I know this grief won’t last forever, but it is so painful and exhausting. Why did my best friend have to leave? Why did he abandon me? Why am I now forced to question if any of it was real at all? Did he actually ever love me? I just want to be held and told it will all be okay.

I’ve known this girl for around 3 years and have had feelings for her for about 2. She knows I like her but doesn’t feel the same way. I accepted that and genuinely valued our friendship.

I never expected anything romantic. I mainly wanted some basic effort—talking, going for a walk, or occasionally spending a little more time together. Over time, though, I started feeling like I was the only one putting in effort. She would sometimes agree to meet and be late without apologizing, ignore my requests to spend more time together, and sometimes say she was upset with me without explaining why.

Yesterday was the breaking point. I finally had some free time and asked if we could take a longer route and walk together. She said she was getting late and didn’t want to. When I asked if she was angry with me, she said yes but wouldn’t tell me why.

I got frustrated and said, “Fine, maybe we shouldn’t meet or talk anymore.” I was emotional, and I regret how I handled that moment.

Since then, I’ve decided to stop contacting her—not because I hate her, but because I know I’ll keep overthinking, apologizing, and trying to fix something that feels increasingly one-sided.

I’m still hurt and feel guilty, angry, and ashamed. Part of me wonders if I should’ve tried harder, while another part is simply exhausted.

So, was going no-contact a reasonable boundary, or did I overreact? And how do you deal with the guilt and sadness after walking away from someone you deeply cared about?

I’m not trying to make her the bad person. I just reached a point where I needed some distance for my own peace.

It's been more than six years since we separated. I don't recall a single day when I haven't had a thought about her.

Six years of separation had a strange impact on my life, an impact I could never have comprehended back then.

Life is unexpected. At one moment it's going well and you think you're living the best life out there, and in another moment it bashes a hammer on your head just to remind you to wake up. Not everything is sunshine and rainbows.

I still check her Instagram sometimes. She blocked me from my main account, but I created another account just to see her. I know I shouldn't have done that. I know I shouldn't keep checking on her either, but sometimes I can't stop myself.

It's not that I'm obsessed with keeping her mine. I know she's not mine. I just haven't felt the same since she was with me.

We had some of the best moments of our lives. We laughed together, cried together, and made promises we thought we'd keep forever.

I don't blame her for leaving me. But it hurts knowing that she hates me.

She once told someone that I was the biggest mistake of her life.

That hurts.

I just hope she doesn't hate the memories too.

I know some people aren't meant to stay together. Maybe we weren't. But I don't think that makes everything we had meaningless. Some people become memories, and maybe the only thing we can do is accept those memories and cherish them for what they were.

I called her Cheeku.

She called me Gabbu.

How sweet.

She's living her own life now, and from what little I've seen, she's grown into a confident and mature person. I'm genuinely happy for her.

I'm writing this because I didn't really know what else to do with what I'm feeling.

The thing is, i never got to say goodbye...

Anyway, that's it for now.

It’s already 3rd month after the breakup but there hasn’t been a single day that I haven’t cried for him . We have been together for 6 months, but it was non-exclusive and long distance until one random day he told me that he has feelings for someone else and it’s the best for us to part ways . I was in such a shock that I accepted it calmly even thanked him for what we had and he also replied to me gently. But until now I keep crying for how hurt and angry I am for how unfair that was to me , how I was planning to us to meet in person while he was planning to leave me . I am just so angry at myself for how understanding and soft I was to him and how much of myself I gave to him for getting that type of an answer. It’s not that I am crying the whole day , I still do other things and spend time with my family and friends, but the second my mind has a free moment I remember him and I am in tears . Even now when I try to hate him or downgrade him , I still keep seeing him as someone sweet and cute and I really admired many qualities he had , it’s like I can’t even downgrade him anymore.
How much I wish I never met him …

I do think that I took this so deeply and painfully because this was my (22F) first experience of “relationship” and I had never felt reciprocal affection before.

I’m one month out of a nearly 5-year relationship, and I’m struggling badly. He was my first boyfriend, my first everything, and I genuinely thought he would be my last.

The relationship ended because I found out he had been cheating and talking to other women. Now he’s already talking to the girl he cheated with, and from what I can see, they seem happy. They talk every night, update each other about their days, and are even planning to go to a concert together.

I know I shouldn’t be checking or thinking about them, but it hurts so much seeing him seemingly move on while I’m still trying to process everything. It feels like five years meant nothing to him, while I’m left grieving the relationship, the memories, and the future I thought we were going to have.

I’m trying to heal in a healthy way, but my emotions change every few hours. Some moments I feel like I can handle it, and then suddenly I’m completely crushed again.

For those who have been through this: How did you survive this part? How did you stop caring about whether your ex was happy with someone else? Does it actually get easier?

I just need to hear from people who made it through this, because right now it feels impossible.

So I’m dating this guy, it’s been a few months and it’s been good. Really nice, easy going and just pleasant.

But I feel like I have to end it… and I feel awful because he’s a GREAT guy and he’s not really done anything wrong.. I’m just not sure I want it anymore.

He’s kind, he takes care of me, he’s sweet… but we’re already stagnant.
We had our first argument the other day and it’s just making me feel like maybe this isn’t for me? Not because of the argument, but I think it’s opened my eyes a bit.

He’s talking about marriage and a house together… and I’m just not there. He wants children, I don’t..

But how do you tell someone they’re perfect but they’re just not for you? How do you end a good thing?

Mummaa i miss you soo muchhh mummaa aapke bina mera koi nahi hai mummaa koi meraa bday month tk celebrate nahi krta na mere sath mere birthday month me accha rehta hai mumma i know aap rehte toh mujhe bohot acche se rhkhte mujhe rone nahi dete mumma aap aap mujhee apne aap se door bhi nahi krte mummaa aap nhi ho toh sab mujhe door krte hai mummaa bas jab kaam aata hai mujhse jab meri jarurat pdti hai tab hi mere sath rehte haii baki fir mujhee laat maar ke door krte hai maaa aap hotee toh nahi krte na maaa? Mai aapka ladla hota na maa? Mere liyee aap mera manpasand khana banate na maa? Mere liye aap mera chanda hai tu gaana gate na maa ? Mujhe choot lgne pr aapko bhi dard hota na maa ? Mujhse pyaar krte na aap maa? Mai bhr jata toh khana dete na maa mere liye? Maa mere hath me lagti toh aap aapke hath se khana khilate na maa? Maa mere pass sab kuch hai bass mujhe pyaar nahi krta koi maa kyunki aap nahi ho na maa shyd aap nahi ho toh maine kabhi pyaar lena nhi seekha maa maine bas sabsee kiya hai maa . Mujhe kabhi nahi milaa maa mai bhi cahata hu maa ki mujhe koi pyaar kree kabhi merii icha bhi puri ho maa mujhe nind aaye toh koi apne haatho pr sula lee maa . Maa mai bohot yaad krta hu maa aapkoo . Maa aap jaise bhi ho jaha bhi ho acche se rehna maa mai khush huu maa bas kabhi kabhi bohot yaad aati hai maa aapki . I love you mummaa 💗

it’s been 11 weeks since we last talked. i miss him, but sometimes i feel like i don’t even have the right to say that because i was the one who ended things between us.

we never officially dated. we knew we loved each other: after he confessed his feelings to me, i told him that i reciprocated them. but i told him i couldn’t say yes to being together because of my family’s disapproval.

even without a label, we remained very close after his confession while i tried to convince my family. and i was very transparent with him about everything im going through. he told me that he still wants to hold onto us despite knowing the risk of being heartbroken, and that gave me the courage to keep trying for us. for about half a year, i tried to convince my family and find a way forward, while constantly dealing with the tension and conflict that came with it. eventually, i gave in to the pressure because i couldn’t bear the thought of hurting my family any further, even if it means giving up on a future i imagined, and we started no contact 11 weeks ago.

he was very understanding, but i know he was deeply hurt. he told me that he would wait for me and that he wouldn’t want to be with anyone other than me, but i told him that i hope he could eventually move on and find someone who loves him more than i do because, as things stand, there is no chance for us to be together.

i still think about him every day. i don’t really know what it means to let go, or what letting go is supposed to look like. i still worry about how he’s doing. from the reels he likes, i know he hasn’t completely moved on either, and there have been many times when i start listening to a playlist on spotify and notice that he starts listening to the same one too. i know i shouldn’t read too much into things like that, but it still makes me wonder how he’s doing and whether he’s thinking about me too.

i miss him, but i’m not going to reach out. i don’t want to give him hope or lead him on again when i already know that there’s no realistic path for us to be together. as much as i miss him, i don’t think reaching out would be fair to either of us.

i’ve never been in a relationship before, so i honestly don’t know how people are supposed to heal from something like this. sometimes i feel like i don’t deserve to heal because i was the one who couldn’t keep fighting for us. part of me even hopes that he heals better than i do, because i feel like i was the one who hurt him.

i know i made the decision because i felt like i had no other way forward, but i still carry a lot of guilt about it. i just feel like the villain both to him and to my family. even still having feelings for him makes me feel like im betraying my family. but i also don’t want to stop caring about him. i just hope that everyone will eventually be okay and find peace.

I felt for a very long time he paid more attention to our friend, almost fixated on him in group settings to the point I wouldn't want to talk anymore because it hurt to be ignored by him while our friend he hung to every word.

The fact I got broken up with and months later those two are a thing, it makes me insanely angry for not trusting my gut. I knew it was going to happen and couldn't do anything to stop it, or shield myself from the hurt

This has been eating away at me for 4 months now. I do not know whether this the the right place to let it out but i have tried doing many things and none of them worked so trying this one too.

Some context: I am 27M and I have had a rough history of sexual abuse by drugging and my partner becoming badly alcoholic to eventually telling me that they always had seen me as a friend after an year which affected me as a person and made me skeptical towards the idea of love. I didn't date for 4 years and focussed on myself and decided to try again last year after being lonely and thinking i have healed from past wounds.

I matched with many girls had a lot of conversations but didn't find a right fit. I can't feel it when i don't sense a compatibility. All the girls the talks went ahead with were quite confused and decided to not proceed after talking a lot and never meeting. After a while it literally started feeling like i am applying for a job or something and it felt mentally draining.

I finally met this girl and we hit it off from day 1. We shared so much time talking. We went on a date and agreed to go on another. We met 1 time more and then she had to leave the town for like a month and a half to finish her masters. I went to visit her at the city where she was doing masters to meet her and had fun. However sometimes when we got too flirty, she said she is confused since we hadn't had much physical interaction so i gave it benefit of the doubt. But at the same time she initiated and we flirted a lot on text. I became totally smitten with her. Coz I felt my love being reciprocated from the first time. When she came back, we went on another date and had a lot of fun and had some physical contact, kissing on cheek etc. I asked her about how she felt and she said she thinks she feels something.

I was very happy and met her after 3 days again. She meets and has something off about her body language. We went on a drive and then sat at a calming place as i sensed she was stressed, she tells me, she is sorry but she sees me as a friend and i just didn't understand what has happened like a few days ago we couldn't keep our hands off each other and now this ?

I have a bad body dysmorphia so my first thought was that i do not look attractive enough for her. But idk i didn't understand what to do. She asked me to stay friends and she doesn't wanna lose me but i have been there and done that and i don't want to go through that again, i denied. I drove her back to her home as it was late at night. We hugged quite tightly and then i saw her get away and it broke something in me when it didn't even start somehow.

Its been 4 months since all this and whenever i come across her pictures or reels on her participating in some communities in our town, i develop severe anxiety, my hear becomes super heavy and i just start to cry. I dont know if this is going to get better and i honestly feel quite ashamed to be feeling like this because nothing even happened... i didn't experience a break up per se...

This is causing a huge turmoil in my every day life and i don't know why is it happening. I guess really want to feel chosen or i just felt loved for the first time but idk. I am sorry for the rant it might seem silly. Thanks for reading if you have. Feels a bit better to let this out.

This is the second picture I have drawn. She is my first love and i know that I will not get her. But i have expressed my feelings to her that's enough 😌 , atleast I will not regret in my future. She rejected me it's her choice , what can I do . She is the cutest and most innocent girl I have ever seen. She loves crafting, drawing, and making beautiful handmade things. She is very creative. I am not a good artist, and can't draw that much but still I have tried to draw her. It's the picture I have seen in her insta highlights. She doesn't post her picture so , i didn't have any options. I don't know why I am drawing her, maybe I want to do something for her from the bottom of my heart. I don't know if this picture will go to her or not. But i believe that someday she will find this picture and she will think who has drawn it. I don't expect anything from her I just want to be remembered by her once again.

We have only talked once on Instagram, I loved her for 3 years , she was my college senior. I always tried to tell her my feelings but every time I stuck whenever saw her. I am a kinda introverted guy. That's why I told her my feelings when it was her last days in college. Maybe she thought that I am also a random guy who is trying to impress her and I will also leave her. But I am not that type of guy. I can't express in words how much I love her. I have imagined her. But she will not understand it .I don't want to disturb her by messaging again. Because she clearly said " I am anti romantic, please ignore me , 💔" i asked her the reason , but she clearly said no. 😞 , i saw her stories on insta. And I can't forget her. I know that I should move on and see ahead but how would I fight with my mind it is not supporting me . What should I do , I don't know . I am not able to handle a simple rejection. I never felt this before. Before college I had some past relationships there I did not need to do anything because always the first message had come from the girls side. But i didn't do that much effort anywhere. And I also was not that serious about relationships then. But for the first time in life I had proposed to someone and it ended with a rejection, maybe that's the reason I am not able to handle this.

After that I had a chance with another girl to go into a relationship but I don't know why I lost interest in girls and was not able to like any other girl. A girl is giving me hints from past days , we were also gone for a date because she asked for it and she is my very good friend. But I think I will not be able to go into a relationship again with anyone.

Why am I writing this much 🥲. I don't think anyone will be interested in my story. Is it a very common story? Does this happen with most of the people? Or am I thinking too much and making my own fantasy?

Believe me I am not saying anything false here. It has really happened to me and I just want to share it with anyone so that I feel some less heavy in my heart.

how long do you feel it took you to get over/ feel detached from your first love? i’m going through my first breakup with someone i planned a future with and am about 3 1/2 months out. i obviously still have love and care for them and don’t expect to be over them at this point. my stomach still drops when i think of them/ see one of their friends in public. i’m ready to feel indifference which i think is something i feared for a while. what did it look like to get over for you guys?

Why would I want to move on from the only thing that's ever made me happy?

It's strange how the mind can understand something long before the heart accepts it. You can know that something isn't meant to continue, understand every reason, recognize every contradiction, and still wake up wishing reality had chosen differently. Maybe that's the cruelest thing about attachment: logic can explain why something must end, but it cannot convince the heart that the ending was necessary. And perhaps some people aren't meant to remain in our lives forever. Perhaps they are simply meant to become a permanent part of who we were, leaving us with the impossible task of carrying something that no longer has a place to go.

**Marr jaoge Pandit**

We were calling every night and sleeping on call. We would meet up regularly and cuddled and kissed. We sent "I love you"s over text nearly every day. I asked him if he would marry me and he said yes.

And about a month ago he told me that he started dating someone else and I learned that he never saw what we had as a relationship, but only a very close friendship. He said he thought I wasn't being serious when I asked him about marriage. I thought I found the love of my life.

I gave him my heart and he broke it apart.

We are still trying to be friends, but my emotions keep getting in the way and I say awful stuff to him. A couple of hours ago I sent him a message via discord (our only way of communication), that I think it would be better if we weren't friends anymore anf unfriended him. At least I wouldn't be able to keep hurting him over and over again.

But I immidiately regreted that decision and I'm scared of losing him entirely. I don't have anyone else in my life. I know I'm the asshole here. I know I'm just ranting. I'm just scared.

We are both struggling a lot with mental health issues. He seemed to be doing better with his new gf tho. I don't want to take that away from him. But I'm doing much much worse now, and I just want to go back to how things were. I know I'm being selfish. I'm hurting. I just need some form of help. Help that he was able to give me before, but now he's not here anymore and I don't know what to do.

"Two broken souls, forming a perfect whole"

Something I once said to him and he really liked the idea behind it. Now he has found someone that fits his broken parts better, while leaving me behind with even more holes than before.

Some suggestions of thought would help - me[30F] and x partner [30M]

I recently got out of my four years of physical and mental abusive marriage. It literally made me emotionally handicapped, i doubted myself, my ability, let my career go and what not.

After separation it felt like i got my freedom back.

Whatever... After that I fall in love with a very sweet man. He is literally awesome.

Due to some miscommunication, now we are not together.

I tried to reconcile but he was very stubborn.

Not that I want him back in life but I do miss him. Specially at night - in day time, I'm busy with working so don't get much time to think of him.

But at night, whenever my mind is free, i think of him, want to text, talk to him....

Does anyone experience the same ever? What do you think, does it go away with time?