This may seem odd, but finally accepting my ex is gone. I was very much in love with them, it had only been around a year, but I adored them. It was the sweetest and most affectionate relationship of my life.

Unfortunately they… dumped me very unclearly via a text and ghosted me. I was left in shock, horror, and without answers.

I never called. But I texted. Too much. I was never mean, only expressing my concern for them and how much I wanted to work it out… eventually it became me begging for closure, or at least a chance to grab my stuff and say goodbye.

It’s been over two months. So many texts to a ghost. It has broken me so deeply. I have a clinical fear of abandonment. They knew this.

That said… they’re probably doing their best, I wish them well. I just no longer exist in a reality where I think me sending the perfect text will bring them back. I loved someone and they threw me away. It was hard to accept it but I finally did. I’ve given up and I can miss them privately without hope now.

So it’s sad, I still cry daily, but I’m happy I finally got here,