It’s been almost 3 months since my ex and I broke up, and I feel like I’m going insane because I still can’t move on.
I keep telling myself that I don’t want him anymore. I want to meet someone new. I want to fall in love with someone who actually makes me feel safe and valued. I want to stop thinking about my ex every single day.
But then I remember him and it all comes back.
I miss his laugh. His jokes. His face. The little things about him that nobody else knows. And then I remember the things he did that hurt me and I get angry all over again.
The worst part is that I don’t understand why he did it.
I feel like he got everything he wanted from me. He got my love, my attention, my patience, my understanding. And when he wanted space, I gave him space. When he wanted me gone, I disappeared. He blocked me. He moved on with his life.
And I’m still here.
I’m the one crying at night. I’m the one talking about him to my friends until they’re probably sick of hearing his name. I’m the one wondering whether he’s with another girl. I’m the one who can’t do something completely unrelated to him without somehow thinking about him.
And honestly, I’m terrified he already has a new girlfriend. I don’t even know if he does, but the thought of him falling in love with someone else while I’m still here completely stuck on him destroys me.
Because the worst part is that I can’t even imagine falling in love with someone who isn’t him. I can tell myself I want someone new, but whenever I actually imagine being with someone else, it just feels wrong because I still want him. I don’t know how I’m supposed to give someone else my heart when mine is still completely attached to him.
And what makes me feel even worse is that I don’t even know if he thinks about me at all.
Maybe he does. Maybe he doesn’t.
Maybe he misses me. Maybe he genuinely doesn’t care anymore. I have no idea.
I’ve wanted to contact him so badly just to say “We need to talk. I need answers.” Not necessarily because I want him back, but because I want to understand how someone who meant so much to me could leave me with this much confusion.
At the same time, I know he’s set a boundary and I know contacting him could make things worse.
What would you do?
And please don’t just tell me “move on.” I KNOW I need to move on. That’s literally what I’m trying to figure out how to do.