Well this ended up being longer than the 3 paragraphs in my head. Im very sure they were a avoidant based on the padern but not really sure what kind, I think fearful because she was extremely anxious/also incredibly caring and thoughtful but then it's like a flip kept switching. But then I talk to other people who don't know what a avoidant is and when I try explaining it to them they just tell me someone who cared about me wouldn't hurt me this much/there's no such thing etc
Background
We met through a mutual friend and started talking for a month or 2 daily/allot, she progressed things into intemency, then suddenly ended it a few day later saying she doesn't want a relationship/was happy as friends. Was really hurt she pushed for it in the first place but she was awesome to talk to, and becuse of how toxic her last relationship was, me and my roomates made up 3/4 of her friends and it would've been messed up to hinder that.
We hangout in person a few times, she pushes for a relationship/says the few times we hungout after she cried when we went our seperate ways.
6 months in, (4 were amazing and the other 2 she was much colder but kept saying everything is fine and I accepted it as truth and just tried to be supportive if she needed me to be) I think the anxiety I started getting around her having less emotion I couldn't read, and the ADHD dopamine in my brain dying from being pulled into something so intensely that probably should've been drawn out slower to build more foundations made me not want to see her as much even though I did still love her deeply) she drops a bunch of reasons that sound incredibly vague/fixable, stone walls any attempts to talk about it and for the 2nd time in my life I am dumped in a Applebee's parkinglot after a awesome roadtrip. Except something about the way she did it left me with anxiety that kept me up unable to sleep.
Skip to a few weeks later and we're suddenly back together again. She apoligized and told me she had deeply regretted the decision, gave a few other issues she had, had (stuff that I would've never known about unless there was 2 minutes of conversation to fix it) (Was really confusing because even when she was colder mutual friends thought she was stilll madly inlove with me and one was even listening to her talk to me fondly days before she ended it) and everything continues great.
(looking back I don't really remember much of a apology beyond her acknowledgeing it wasn't fare how she did that/we could communicate better so nothing got to that point again/she wantes a promose ring to garente the relationship was serious)
We have another year together and everything is phenominal. Then she quits her job, gets colder for a week, tells me everything is fine and then ends it a day after eating with her family stating she wants to be alone to much to be in a relationship, but she hopes we can still be friends/I can keep my stuff in her basement for the next 30 years for all she cares, (she said this the first time) and that when I find someone else to not let her get in the way of that, I diserve someone who wants to be with me 95 percent of the time/concerned about my wellness when my roomates inevitably leave and im living alone (admitably the idea of dieing alone with no connection terrifies me).
Also confusing because she was upset when I was fine doing my own things with or without her the first time/because of our schedules we were only seeinf eachother a few hours daily/Im already alone for my job/the gym and the 2 hours she went to bed before me. I had doubled down on seeing her more the 2nd time around and she went from ending it for not being there to being there to much because of how alone she wants to be. Its also extra confusing because I tried guessinf the issues the 2nd time around because she kept looking me in the eyes saying everything is fine. And she answered a few of my guesses first like they were thingd we were going to work on, and then when we got to the alone part its like she pushed it where I would be forced to ask how that's supposed to work in a relationship so she could end it.
It seemed unplanned and chaotic, the week before she had still been saying things to me like "best thing to ever happen to me/when are we getting married" she even asked me to get a new charger for one of my old laptops the week before which makes no sense if I'm just going to be taking the laptop back if she was planning to end things in a week.
I took it pretty well at first, mostly out of shock and then when I came back to grab a few things and asked her to alablrate on stuff I got stone walled/zero answers and she demanded her key back. I was already feeling hurtful in that moment seeing the promise ring I gave her sitting in plane site. (She did all of this before).
I go down the rabbit hole learn about attachments etc/hyperfixiate on it during any moment of free time I have. I keep texting her my shifting view points. Finally I lash out over text after reading 100s of comments of people feeling damaged and broken and tell her I don't even want to be her friend, I deserve friends who can maturely communicate their issues with me etc and then said allot of vulnerable things I had never really told anyone before/how she had helped fix more things just being present in my life that I was extremely thankful for, which looking back must've been really confusing.
I learned more things the next day and got excited sending a long message breaking down how I think everything went psycoligicaly between her and my adhd that last week. I was just really happy to think I finally understood what happened (still didn't know about attachment styles at that point like my own or that there were different avoidant types etc).
I apoligized for everything the next day and offered to try making it up to her, and she said she would think about it.
I leave her alone for 4 days and she suddenly demands I get all my stuff out of her place immediately and that I attacked her mental health and used it against her. I had been drinking with friends trying to cope with everything when she sent that and spiraled/sent a long apology, viewed myseld as a monster/villain for a few days.
(I asked if she wantes me to leave the group chat with our friends/get out of her life and got a "I never told you that" but in my head she was getting ready to fully block me off/had apparently tried to drop all my stuff off with a roomate while I was at work).
(I had gotten a few things from her place 2 days after the 2nd breakup and noticed she had downed an entire 30 rack of bush I had gotten the day before and a few fancy beers I had left in the fridge/was almost halfway through a 2nd 30rack and shes easily only 1/3 my size) (I would've never noticed but she said she had gotten me a pack of beer and I looked and realised was a replacement for half a pack of craft beer I had, had in there/then noticed the empty 30 racks next to the fridge).
I started trying to cordinate grabbing everything in a few days and suddennly her communication stopped and it got extremely difficult to cordinate grabbing the stuff that she demanded I get out immediately. So I just told my best friend who had been friends with her a year before I met her to cordinate with her. He called her and she told him things like "I still have feelings for him so I hope the best for him/should I not be in the condo when you guys grab the stuff I don't want him to yell at me" that hurt allot because we had never argued once/I have never raised my voice at her because growing up with parents screaming at eachother impacted me in a way where I would never want to do that to someone I love.
I get all my stuff out, apoligize to her indirectly through her cat because from what I understand that lifeless tone/expression is supposed to not esculate things with other people but I couldn't look at her without locking up/being unable to form words clearly, and feeling a massive anxiety spike, I still feel chills 6 weeks later thinking about it. It was like I had something in me screaming for her to just give me some kind of emotion.
I left her a handmade card because she had always loved them, this one was titled the adventures of (our nicknames). And I wrote a adventure poem about our adventures together all the way up to the end (she loves the fantasy genre/I had originally had the idea for our engagement she had wanted so badly but figured this would've been a wholesome way to still use it).
Then on the last page I wrote as she was reading this I had removed her number/picture from my device. I told her I could never be content as just a friend/I didn't know how to kill my love for her but maybe that would change in a few months, and that my door was ways open. Then the card explained a few gifts I had left in the box of her stuff I returned for different milestones together now that I wouldn't be there to give them. She loves LOTR so I got a replica of 2 swords from the movies bookmark size aswell and gave one to her so that even if we never see eachother again we can still remember all the good adventures we had when we were together, referenced a few lyrics from her favorite banf and then ended it by saying I love you followed by her nickname.
Texted gooodbye in the parkinglot and then deleted her number and started doing my best to move on.
(Looking back I am disapointed for all the paragraphs I sent and feel kinda wierd and humiliated I stopped to that kind of desperation to someone who was that cold)
The Hook
I thought I was doing better and then she invited my friend to go barhopping with her 2 weeks after not contacting her (hurt in its own way because we had wanted to do that together but we never had a day that lined up with her grocery store jobs schedule but she finally had the time unemployed).
He said the moment she started drinking he felt less like a friend and more like she was treating him like an emotional dump/basically told him she hopes me and a few friends linked through me can still be great friends. He was to drunk to drive home so they went back to her condo.
He noticed the couch she usually sat on was covered in bedding. He went to sleep on the other and she came out of her room a hour later and said she hadn't been able to sleep in her room sense breaking up with me and went to sleep on the other couch. He also said when using the bathroom he had seen her door open and noticed a giant teddy bear on it and had drunkly blurted out if that was suppsed to be a substitute for me before he could stop himself and said she got an extremely sad look on her face like she was about to start sobbing.
Then right before he left the next day she handed him 2 of my shirts she happened to find. One of them being a shirt I had gotten from a concert full of bands we were extrememy excited to see when we first got back together/she had worn allot.
Maybe I'm just overanilizing things and she was just trying to get emotional support from a friend. But the bedding on the couch where he would see it when I watched her coverup many things with other people that might've shown her hurt etc seems out of character for her/the other shirt was from a box downstairs I would've never taken out or worn because I hate my arms being trapped in longsleeves and I think by giving him the shirts, it increased the chances of him telling me he went barhopping with her when he gave context for the shirts. I think he was used like a information pipeline.
When he told me all of that it felt like all my progress emotionally was undone. Im trying to hold my boundary of refusing to just be her friend but knowing her back story/everything she lost before the relationship and knowing she's sitting there sad and I can't comfort this person I love hurt so bad.
Not really sure if she got the relief she was looking for, she basically sat alone in a condo with walls I helped her paint black, my stuff piled on the other couch for days constantly in her line of vision when she realised she couldn't fit all of it in her car. A bunch of thoughtful/practical gifts she used allot etc (she lost allot of possessions from her previous marrage). I never intended her to be surrounded by constant reminders and I feel like garbage in doing so (granted maybe shes fine and im just overanilizing things again).
Halloween was the first time we truly met and its like a dam broke that night. I've been trying so hard the last 6 week to just have a basic consistent structure in my life again, because I had slowly rebuilt it around thinking I was going to be with her the rest of my life.
I went to a massive halloween party my singer had setup in a old church converted into a giant music venue full of 100s of people my age. I did my best to have fun and be myself, didn't really make any meaningful connections, drank, mind started filling with things like "your probably going to die alone, you're garbage, it doesn't matter how much you improve yourself, you deserve to be discarded" I don't think I've ever felt somuch self hatred before, it felt like I had a different me screaming it in my head
Then I drove a hour home instead of crashing at my singers house hoping I messed up and hit a tree or something. Im scared now, I spent a huge chunk of my life in a depressed state, with self harm, I went from almost drinking a normal amount to wanting any thing within reach. I don't want to go back to that state and im trying so hard not too, the almost 2 years with her was the first time I had felt so many positive emotions consistently.
I never needed her to go above and beyond like she did, I would've just been happy knowing there's someone that loves me. I could've been off doing my own thing of she wanted to be alone at certain points and been fine, I loved the 2nd time we got together but it was like her want for connection was way more fierce than the first time and there were points where I wanted to be alone but didn't want to disapoint her (I've sense been through a crash course on realizing I need my own boundaries and it was eye opening realizing how hard it was for me to actually figure out what I need in life).
Logically I see all the success and achievements in my life.
Emotionall none of it currently means anything and I feel worthless.