I’m reaching the end of my rope, I wager. I had a fiancé, we were together for 8 years. I spent the majority of my 20s supporting her while she got her degree, then through her anxiety, self harm, fights with family etc. I put all my energy into it.
Finally, we moved to her dream town, and her career got off the ground. The moment she was living in her dream flat, and working her dream job, she lost interest in me entirely. After a couple of months, she said that she had lost her feelings towards me and that she was breaking our engagement.
I was relegated to sleeping in the office until I could afford to rent a place for myself.
I now have moved out and have been for a few weeks, it’s been a few months since the breakup happened and I am living alone for the first time in 8 years, sleeping alone, coming home from work to an empty flat, I’m now 31 and feel like I have less focus on my life than I ever have before. I don’t know anyone in the area, and I have made the effort to go out and make friends locally, I have even been on a few dates. My job is going well, I am able to pull it together enough to perform well and as far as anyone at work is concerned I am my normal cheerful self. While I have been successful in a few aspects of my life since the breakup, it all feels so hollow.
I feel used and tossed aside.
I made an account on here in the hope that someone might understand, or resonate with what I’m saying. Maybe some kind words, something.
If I don’t reply straight away I’m most likely at work.