We’ve been together for almost 3 years. I genuinely thought he was the one. We talked about moving in together, even getting a dog. Everything felt secure or at least, I thought it was.
Over the past month or so, something started to feel off. He was pulling away, but when I asked him what was wrong, he’d say things like just stressed or you’re overthinking again.
Then Friday night happened. He told me he was going out with coworkers for a birthday thing nothing suspicious at first. But around 9 PM, I got this weird gut feeling. You know the kind where your chest just tightens and your brain starts running through scenarios you wish you could ignore?
So, I did something I’ve never done before: I checked his location. He forgot he shared it with me during a trip a few months ago.
He wasn’t at a restaurant, he wasn’t at a bar, He was at her apartment, I recognized the address. A girl he once said was just a friend from work. The one he told me not to worry about. I sat in my car outside her building for 45 minutes. I watched him walk out at around. He didn’t look guilty. He didn’t even look surprised to see me. He just froze. She came out behind him wearing his hoodie. I didn’t scream. I didn’t cry. I just asked, how long? He said nothing. I got in my car and drove off. We haven’t spoken since. He’s been texting non-stop, trying to explain, asking to talk. But I don’t even know what I’d say. I don’t know if I’m more heartbroken or numb.
How do you come back from this?
I keep thinking about all the memories, all the little moments and wondering which ones were fake.I feel stupid, I feel angry, I feel empty.
If you’ve been through this, how did you even begin to move on?
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