My boyfriend and I were together for two genuinely incredible years. He used to tell me that I was the girl he wanted to marry, the love of his life, you name it. I'm a little bit older than a lot of the posters on here (22), and he's a bit older than me (30), so those words really seemed like they meant something, and we were planning our whole lives together.
I won't go into the whole story here because there's no point, but we split up exactly 8 weeks ago, for many reasons - none of which were that we weren't in love any more. 6 weeks after we split, he went on holiday with a friend. Now, I've just found out that a girl he met on holiday is flying several hundred miles to stay with him for a weekend in a few weeks time.
I feel absolutely sick to my stomach. I've seen him a few times since we split, as friends, and nothing has 'happened', but we've always hugged far too long when we parted, and there's been drunken/sentimental 'I miss you' or 'I'm thinking of you' texts on both parts. I wasn't expecting us to get back together, but I wasn't ruling it out either. I certainly wasn't expecting him to already be jumping into bed with someone else when I still cry over him every single day. I saw him just a few days ago for dinner, and he was the one calling me by my old nickname and reminiscing over things we'd done in the past.
I know I sound pathetic, but I adored this man with all my heart (still do) and feel like I've got a long and painful road ahead of me in getting over him. I just can't believe he's already in bed with someone else, who will fly overseas to see him. I can't bear the fact he'll be getting excited about seeing her in the way he used to get excited about seeing me, that she'll be sharing 'our' flat and 'our' bed, when I still miss him so much that it hurts every single day of my life.
He was the one who mainly instigated the break up, but it wasn't an easy decision on either side and eight weeks ago I had him absolutely sobbing in my arms. It's just not fair that he can throw himself into something with somebody else, when for me, no one even comes close to him and I can't imagine a time when they will. I'm really struggling to get over him, and he's already got a girl who'll fly hundreds of miles to see him. Where's the justice in that?
I don't think there's any advice anyone can give me, but I just had to let this all out, because it hurts so much that it feels like I can't breathe.