So i broke with my bf yesterday, apparantly there wasn't any point in continuing the relationship if we weren't going to get married.And the idea of marrying him was out of the question, as he realised that he loves his parents more than he loves me. So it lasted 3 years, most amazing 3 years..
Im obviously upset, I'm not going to deny that I didn't know what i was letting myself in for, i guess I got more and more naive as the years went by.
I think he's been a bit stupid, and just thought his mum and dad would be fine with it.. but he's realised kinda too late. Especially when feelings deep deep feelings get involved.
The long distance thing aswel, its hard coming back up and down from London...
Im supposed to be muslim, he's hindu so It was never going to be the
right thing to do.. I have to grateful for the time we have had.
Im not looking for advice, just some thoughts I guess.
How can you be someone's friend, when you've had an actively sexual, loving and intense relationship... with them?
I'm all cried out now- yep I need to get over it, move on and stop being so ... " he's the one". Maybe I need to be more careful with who I fall in love with.. stick to the "right" kind. Or maybe he just simply didn't love me enough...(which is very true- otherwise we would stick by each other till the very end)..
I have a pet name for him its hard to lose that "thing" and the little things you said to each other...
My coping strategy is usually to just blank people- thats the worst thing. Just not talk to him, I can't remember a day where I haven't not spoken to him!
I just want and needed to blow off steam..