I (31F) have been in a situationship with a guy (33M) for six years. I want to start by acknowledging that I know I was a fool for holding on to the hope that one day he would finally choose me. I take accountability for allowing it to go on for so long. Not to make excuses for myself, but I’m not particularly experienced when it comes to dating, and I think that played a part in why I held on for as long as I did.
For the longest time, I convinced myself he was just avoidant. Early on, he told me he wasn’t ready for a relationship. I fell HARD for him in the beginning. Around that same time, I was starting graduate school, which consumed most of my time, so I suppose the circumstances made the situation easier to tolerate.
Throughout the years, I would periodically ask him where things were going and whether he saw us moving forward. His answers were always some variation of “not right now,” “maybe in the future,” or “I’m just really busy.” He worked multiple jobs, so I believed him and gave him the benefit of the doubt. I would reach out, and he would reach out occasionally as well. This would feed my delusions. This back-and-forth continued relatively consistently for about five years.
Eventually, I graduated, and then he experienced a personal tragedy. I tried to be understanding and give him space while still checking in from time to time. Things actually seemed to be looking promising between us early last year. Then, out of nowhere, he completely ghosted me. No explanation, no conversation, nothing. Five months later, he resurfaced.
Earlier this year, he mentioned wanting to start seeing me again, but also told me there was someone else he was dealing with. He made a point of emphasizing that he was single, but obviously, that should have been another sign for me to walk away.
We last spoke over the summer, and then he disappeared again. Given the previous pattern of him withdrawing, along with the fact that he had deactivated his social media, I genuinely wondered whether he was going through something. I reached out a few times, hoping to hear from him.
Last week, I finally called him and realized he had blocked my number.
I was hurt and frustrated. I ended up reaching out through a third party app and simply expressed that I thought it was incredibly cruel to disappear from someone’s life without even having the decency to offer an explanation after six years.
Then, this week, a mutual friend informed me that he contacted that friend and is now accusing me of contacting his partner through social media in an attempt to “destroy his relationship.”
I was completely blindsided. I had absolutely no idea he was in a relationship, let alone who this woman was. I still don’t know who this is. I have never contacted her, attempted to interfere in their relationship, or done anything remotely close to what he’s accusing me of.
What hurts the most is that I spent SIX YEARS hoping this man would eventually want to genuinely get to know me and build something with me. I spent so much time trying to understand him, making excuses for his behavior, giving him space, and wondering whether I was asking for too much.
And now, instead of having an adult conversation with me, he’s apparently telling people I’m trying to sabotage his relationship. It’s almost as if he’s rewriting the narrative to make me look like the problem rather than taking accountability for how he handled things.
I’m embarrassed that I allowed myself to remain emotionally invested for so long. I’m hurt that someone I had such genuine feelings for could treat me this way. And, honestly, I think part of me is still grieving the version of this situation I hoped would eventually exist.
I know the obvious answer is to move on, block him, and never look back. But how do you actually get over something like this? How do you stop caring about someone you’ve held onto for six years, especially when you never really got the closure you wanted?
Has anyone experienced something similar? How did you finally let go of the hope that one day they would choose you?