I don’t even know where to begin. I’m an absolute wreck. I can’t think clearly.
It’s over. I’ve packed up all my stuff. It’s officially out of “our house”. He’s kept the pets. I’m devastated.
I’m in a city where I don’t know anyone... I don’t know what to do, I don’t know where to begin.
He told me he loved me. He said he wanted to marry me. He picked out our wedding colors, the location, who would be invited...
I became clinically depressed after I lost the most fulfilling job I’d ever had (working with autistic children)... instead of helping me out of that state, he (had admittedly) pushed me further into my depression.
Now that everything is said and done, he (claims) that he wishes he would have handled things differently; Now that all my stuff is boxed up, sealed shut & in a different location...
It’s not fair. My heart, my head, my soul - deserves more. As much as I love you, I deserve to be treated with genuine love, respect & sincerity.
I’m feeling really broken, down trodden... like there’s no reason to continue building towards moving forward.
Any advice that can be provided for getting past this state of mind would be greatly appreciated!
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