Okay, I'm gonna tell you guys what happened, in case anyone still cares. This is gonna be long but I'm actually properly worried about him so any advice is more than welcome.
So, he came over after dinner and we talked. It was awkward at first, he tried telling me that nothing was wrong - then being all like "oh but I shouldn't bother you with this" which was kinda annoying! Like the whole thing was so awkward, we were sitting on my bed (that we've literally had sex on) acting like we were strangers - also not what I wanted at all, I wanted us to be friends...
Anyway, after some time he suddenly started crying. Like, proper crying. Out of nowhere. Took me off guard a bit so I instinctively went and hugged him, in a much more intimate way than normal friends (or at least male friends) would, like I was holding him and stroking his hair. I don't know, it felt right I guess - I'm kinda unsure where we stand now anyway, the boundaries are weird kinda thing - I'll elaborate on that later. We talked for a good while, he told me how he feels really ****ing lonely. He's having troubles at home, he's had a huge falling out with his best friend (and consequently things are awkward in the whole friend group), he ****ed up with me - "the love of his life", and he feels really bad for "destroying everything we had by making such a stupid mistake". That all sounds dramatic, I know, but I know what he's like - he feels things very intensely.
Moreover, he said some things that I found quite concerning. He clearly feels very, very low in himself. We're in the middle of exams, he's sitting on a conditional offer to go to bloody Oxford and he's done absolutely **** all. He worked so so so hard for that, and to give up here, the last couple of papers, it's just... such a waste... I wish I'd done something sooner to help him, because its too late now - he's sat two of his subjects already and the last one is this Tuesday. I tried asking him why he'd handled things this way but he just went "I don't know".
He said some things about how he's been feeling lately and while I didn't fully understand I felt so so so sorry for him. I don't want to get into that too much but it left me feeling worried. One of the things that I liked about him was this optimistic energy he seemed to have, the way he was always down to do something, the way he saw the world as a place full of beauty in little things, and how he could see the good in everything and everyone. Now he seemed to be the complete opposite, having lost his faith in perhaps maybe not the world but more himself in relation to it? He told me he felt so insignificant and inadequate and lonely... and how he just wanted a way out of those feelings (I asked him if he wanted to kill himself, that's how worried I got when he said all that, but luckily he doesn't - he said he's been drinking a fair amount ever since he turned 18 last month though and sometimes he wants to smash his head into a wall just to feel something other than all of this).
It was getting kinda late so I told him to stay, because I was (and still kinda am) genuinely so worried! We shared the bed but nothing happened. I don’t know where we stand, honestly. I think he wants to get back together with me, and part of me wants that, too. He genuinely feels bad about what happened, I’m convinced he wouldn’t cheat on me again, we clearly still have feelings for each other - the main thing that’s holding me back is that we’re gonna go our separate ways after the summer and I’m not sure if we can make that work. Right now we’re friends, I guess/hope, but kinda in a weird way? Like I held him, we slept in the same bed, we both said “I love you” to each other (and meant it, or at least I did), we got changed in front of each other (cause it’s not like we haven’t seen each other naked anyway), at one point we almost kissed... But in the moment I wasn’t paying all this much mind, I was mostly concerned with his well being.
Speaking of, the first half of this post was mega dramatic, he told me today that he doesn’t feel bad constantly, luckily. He still enjoys things like reading, music, walking his dogs and all. We hung out quite normally today, he seemed to feel a lot better than he did yesterday, so that’s good. I made him laugh properly and that made my day - for a moment his eyes were sparkling like they used to again, and he looked so beautiful. He left just before dinner and promised me to get in touch whenever he needs anything (so far he's been sending me memes, which is good). All I want right now is to be there for him. Because I really do love him, and he doesn’t deserve to feel like this at all! He’s the most amazing person I’ve ever met so it hurts to see him the way he was yesterday.
Of course there’s only so much I can do though, I don’t know if just being there is going to help him significantly -he did say he hasn’t spoken to anyone else about all this, so I imagine it must be a weight off his shoulders- so what should I do? How can I help him? Maybe he needs to see like a professional?
(Also, you should’ve seen the “Ah ****, here we go again” look on my dad’s face when my ex and I came downstairs together for breakfast, lol.)