3 weeks post-breakup and overnight just… got over it.

For context, we were long distance (Canada/US) and he was getting ready to propose. We had trips planned and booked, talked about kids, found a house and planned rooms for kids etc… and without warning while visiting… He cried, said it was all too much, broke up with me and I had to fly home.

I’ve been unable to eat for weeks, dry heaving, begging for him back while he’s given no contact, but wouldn’t block me. Today I woke up and was just like…. what the fuck was that? Who does that?

Realized I don’t even want to be with someone who would do something like that to me, even if the rest of our relationship was amazing and healthy. Stranding me in a foreign country with no choice but to fly home or tolerate being in his home for another week? Fucked up. No warning, no explanation, no contact? Fucked up. I’m standing up and finding someone who wants a damn life with me. This is so uncharacteristic of him and I know he was dealing with mental health struggles, but that isn’t fair.

I’m sure the bad feelings will come and go and he’ll eventually reach out, but for now, I’m at peace.