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I broke up with my now ex fiancee in 2008. I was talking to a mutual friend and found out that she now has a child (i knew she got married).

 

My friend she hasnt had much contact with my ex in a long time. She was actually going to be my exes maid of honor at our wedding. She asked me how me and my ex broke up. It brought to mind a very sad memory.

 

I explained how she secretly packed up her stuff at 530am and left me with a note on the dishwasher.

 

The writing was on the wall, i knew what was happening but i hoped that we could remain friends as we were together for almost 9 years. I was not so afraid of losing the relationship but more afraid of losing my best friend.

 

A week later after very minimal contact i awoke on a sunday morning and had an intense craving to read the paper in bed and drink coffee with her. We used to do this on sundays often. When i got up to make coffee i saw the uhaul truck outside.

 

I started losing it. I knew what was happening but i just needed to talk to her. I called her and told her i wasnt trying to get her to change her mind, but that i just needed to talk to her because i was sort of breaking down and i didnt want to cause a scene when her moving party got here. Bitch screened my calls.

 

When she arrived i was in a full on meltdown. She gave me a few minutes alone before moving stuff and then i went into the backyard and sat on the lawn furniture and quietly sobbed. I was devastated. What do you do?

 

Her brother and sister came over and had a smoke with me and said some nice things to make me feel a bit better. When they went back to helping my ex move her things my ex came stomping out.

 

She said, "cant you go somewhere else?!". When i replied that i was in no state to be out in public and that this was my home she kept digging into me. I was a good 40ft away from the back door and not in their way at all. I wasnt howling and carrying on just quietly crying trying to choke it all back and keep it together.

 

It was a really sad memory that was all behind me but now that ive retold it i cant shake it.

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That's f*cking rough!!!!

 

Sorry man... Hard to want to be vulnerable again after that I imagine.

 

Damn having feelings for someone can be dangerous!!!

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Wow, she sounds cold as ice. That's terrible. :(

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Yeah its a pretty visceral wound.

 

Especially because i caught her cheating on me the one night my parents finally came to visit and what sparked the sudden 530am move out was that i busted her a second time. I wanted to kill the guy, she left me to protect him.

 

Gave me a mild version of PTSD. Took a few years to shake it off.

 

Ive had it behind me for quite some time, although all the memories of 9 years dont exactly evaporate. Just talking to my friend who was curious after all these years (mostly because i didnt want to talk to her about my ex and i kept quiet about it all) and with her knowing a lot about the both of us it got into crazy vivid detail.

 

Cant shake it. Its almost like it happened yesterday now. Garg. I want it to fade away.

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**** happens friend. You not the first and neither will it be the last. Life goes on. Don't for any reason have anything to do with that person again

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