Probably for the best
The last four years have been extremely rough. My fiancé of four years broke up with me and I spent the next two years lying on my grandmas couch sobbing. For some reason I could not get past the breakup, the grief wouldn't leave. I found myself in a very unhealthy relationship, dating a text book narcissist, whom after 8 months I finally got a restraining order against. I met a man so shortly after this, a guy who swooped in and basically offered to rescue me. I moved in, upon his offer, after three weeks. It was everything I wanted. We built a home together, got dogs, decorated, built up the yard, transformed the home. There was a lot of conflict, he was very inconsiderate, said rude things often, and very seldom wanted to have sex. The conflict kept on until a year and three months he asked for a break. Keep in mind this man had told me he thought I was the one, we talked about marraige, so I thought this was a break. After a week we finally talked, and I basically had to ask it out of him, but he broke up with me. A week later I moved out. We've talked once since then since I had left a shoe their but that's it. It's been over a week now and nothing. I'm sad. Every day is different, some awful, some great! But I am surprised I have heard nothing...part of me I guess wishes he would miss me and call me. there was so much conflict I guess it was for the best. There was love there. I miss his family, and it's hard to forget about.