I don't know how or where to even start this...
I've been dating this guy for 1.5 years. We met through our mutual friends, and started talking, going out, dating.
I met his parents couple of months later, everything was amazing, and he was an amazing guy who treated me like a queen. However I caught him talking to lots of girls in the 1st 3 months of us going out. After that he stopped all his games, I never seen him talk to anyone. I graduated last year from college and he came to my graduation, where he officially met my mom. She wasn't impressed by me doing it that way as she wasn't expecting any surprises. Anyway, him and I were in the perfect relationship. After my graduation my parents started being very strict with me, asking me questions as where I'm going, who I'm going with and what time I'd be home. As I am 23 yrs old, I thought I couldn't be "grounded" and come home every day BY 11PM, or else I would be locked out.
Some time in July, him and I went to the lake and when we were coming back it was around 10.30pm, and I knew I wouldn't make it home for 11pm. I texted my mom saying I'm running late but I'll be home shortly, where her and I started arguing that I'm always out etc etc etc.
I stayed over at his apartment (we lived in the same building, just different floors). And the next morning he helped me move all my stuff to his apartment, where he lived with his parents and his younger brother. Beforehand, he talked about us moving in together into a house and he originally wanted me to live with him in the apartment before we moved by ourselves. To which I agreed, even though didn't feel 100% comfortable living with his parents, but they were totally OK with it. As I was moving and getting my stuff from my house, I got into a fight with my parents, where they told me not to ever speak to them and my father dishonouring me. Long story short, in December him and I and his dad moved into a house, as his parents didn't get along and they were having their own issues. Everything was fine, he was working, I was working, we were living together and everything was fine. We did have fights, where we were screaming at each other however, we would always make up. We were that couple that other people would look at and wish us the happiness. I was the happiest person in the whole world, because that's how he made me feel, and I loved him as our feelings were mutual. We were always talking about our future, moving into our own house, getting mortgage and etc. On May 19th I booked a flight for vacation with my best friend (as I lost my job and I was stressed. --- he went on vacation with his best friend last year, when we started dating -- as it needs to be included here.) He was OK with it, he gave me some tips and etc. On Friday in the morning, he went to work, wished me a safe flight and told me that we will be texting throughout my vacation. I was really upset because I didn't want to go because I'd miss him a lot. As we landed, I texted him that everything is OK, I miss him and love him, to which he replied with same feelings. Saturday, Sunday, Monday passed and we were texting saying how much we miss each other and I couldn't wait to be home with him. On Tuesday he texted me a kind of a "dry" text msg, where he didn't seem that excited for me to be back. Since Wednesday I didn't hear from him, as I was texting him every day, and was getting no replies. Our flight was on Friday night, so I texted him the details of where and what time I'd arrive, to which I didn't get a confirmation text back... I texted him hours later, asking if he got my msgs and I haven't heard form him since Wednesday. He replied with a very "dry/cold" text... Which I thought was very weird.
We landed, he met us at the airport, I was really excited to see him, and he wasn't that excited. He asked how my vacation was, I told him it was OK but I couldn't wait to be back and etc. As we were driving home, he told me that he doesn't feel the same.... And that's why he didn't feel like texting me since Wednesday... My heart crashed and shattered into million pieces and I was crying so hard... We got home, we didn't speak, I showered and went to bed with him. He never hugged me, never kissed me (didn't even kiss me at the airport) which I found really strange. In the morning he woke up to work and asked if I wanted coffee, but I said no. I had a really weird feeling, so I asked him to give me his phone (He deleted our photos as his wallpapers...) I went to his FB and saw a msg from a girl saying " Have a good day at work today :D ", I asked him who she was and why she msged him and where were the previous msgs, to which he told me don't worry, she's nobody, she's nobody. I msged her from his phone saying "Who are you". He got angry and left to work. I msged her from my phone (in a very nice manner, no cussing) asking what they spoke about. She replied with "You're his gf?" I said yes, and she somewhat told me that they went out from coffee... I called him and asked him to come back to talk to me, he kept saying no, but then he came back. I sat with him in the car and asked him to tell me the truth, he told me she's a high school friend that haven't seen in 2 yrs and they were talking about his ex and thats why he deleted the msgs. Afterwards, he kept telling me he doesn't feel the same towards me, and he feels weird, he can't hug me or kiss me or even look at me. I hugged me really hard and cried and told him how much I've missed him and I couldn't wait to be back to him... He started crying, but trying to cover up his eyes so I wouldn't see it, but then he gave in. We cried in the car, he went to work after. As his father came home, I asked if there was anything that happened when I wasn't here, and he said no, that he was just working and went for the car meet. I thought that he went to the car meet with his friend, but I asked him and he said he knew nothing about it. Later on that day, we sat down, him and I to have a conversation, where he told me "how he met her for coffee" and he car meet, after I mentioned it. His story kind of didn't match with what she told me. Regardless, he kept saying he doesn't feel the same and that he wants to be alone by himself. He doesn't want to talk to anybody, go anywhere, do anything or even have a phone. I was feeling that he was extremely stressed (I felt the same way when I was stressed/depressed.) On Sunday, he called me when he went to work, asked what I'm doing and if I was ok... I was crying, and crying and I couldn't say anything but tell him how much I love him and miss him and I don't understand why this is happening. All he was saying that he wants to be alone by himself... Told me to give him space... So I moved all my stuff and furniture to the spare room. When he came home, he saw me sleeping on the floor in the spare room (as I bought our bed for US), he picked me up and told me to go to our room, he looked around and he realized that I've moved everything to the spare room. He asked if that's what I wanted, I told him I'm giving him space as he wanted, to what he said that I'm still in another room and he knows that I'm there and it wont solve the problem. I tried to be out of his sight as much as I could just by sitting in the spare room and crying... He would get upset see me cry and he didn't want me to cry but I couldn't help myself. The day after, on Monday, he deleted our pictures from his IG and deleted the relationship from his FB... I asked him why he did it, and he said that it's better for him that way... I didn't have a choice but delete my FB because I'm so hurt, broken and devastated. Deleted all of our photos from my IG, deleted my profile pic from there. He came home for lunch, I tried talking to him, telling him that I'm willing to help him and that he's going through really rough times and I wanna be there for him. He kept denying my help and didn't want to see me, that he didn't see me as a girlfriend anymore, and he wanted to help me as a friend... Which threw me off guard... I told him that he wants to be friends with me, it'll never happen and he will never see me, and he replied with "Well then that's the way it's going to be"... Anything positive I was trying to say, I kept getting million negative answers back... He couldn't talk to me normally, as he was just getting angry...He left afterwards, saying he cant do this anymore, we fought too much and tried... I was crying...I called one of my close friends and she picked me up, I've been at her house for 2 days now, and going home later tonight, because I have an interview tomorrow. That night he texted me if I had keys, I didn't reply. He followed with a question mark text, to which I also didn't reply, he then texted saying "Just let me know if you're ok", to which I didn't reply either... Today is Wednesday, I haven't heard from him, but I'm going home later on... I really really miss him, I don't know how to help him and I'm so hurt that everything could happen so fast and my life doesn't love me anymore... HOW? How can you stop loving someone after being with them EVERY DAY for 1.5 years, move in together, make future plans and enjoy life... HOW? WHAT DID I DO to deserve THIS? Will he ever be normal? I DONT KNOW WHAT TO DO.... I'm devastated... How much time by himself does he need? Why isn't he willing to talk to anyone? Why? If any of you were in this situation, PLEASE HELP.
I've been dating this guy for 1.5 years. We met through our mutual friends, and started talking, going out, dating.
I met his parents couple of months later, everything was amazing, and he was an amazing guy who treated me like a queen. However I caught him talking to lots of girls in the 1st 3 months of us going out. After that he stopped all his games, I never seen him talk to anyone. I graduated last year from college and he came to my graduation, where he officially met my mom. She wasn't impressed by me doing it that way as she wasn't expecting any surprises. Anyway, him and I were in the perfect relationship. After my graduation my parents started being very strict with me, asking me questions as where I'm going, who I'm going with and what time I'd be home. As I am 23 yrs old, I thought I couldn't be "grounded" and come home every day BY 11PM, or else I would be locked out.
Some time in July, him and I went to the lake and when we were coming back it was around 10.30pm, and I knew I wouldn't make it home for 11pm. I texted my mom saying I'm running late but I'll be home shortly, where her and I started arguing that I'm always out etc etc etc.
I stayed over at his apartment (we lived in the same building, just different floors). And the next morning he helped me move all my stuff to his apartment, where he lived with his parents and his younger brother. Beforehand, he talked about us moving in together into a house and he originally wanted me to live with him in the apartment before we moved by ourselves. To which I agreed, even though didn't feel 100% comfortable living with his parents, but they were totally OK with it. As I was moving and getting my stuff from my house, I got into a fight with my parents, where they told me not to ever speak to them and my father dishonouring me. Long story short, in December him and I and his dad moved into a house, as his parents didn't get along and they were having their own issues. Everything was fine, he was working, I was working, we were living together and everything was fine. We did have fights, where we were screaming at each other however, we would always make up. We were that couple that other people would look at and wish us the happiness. I was the happiest person in the whole world, because that's how he made me feel, and I loved him as our feelings were mutual. We were always talking about our future, moving into our own house, getting mortgage and etc. On May 19th I booked a flight for vacation with my best friend (as I lost my job and I was stressed. --- he went on vacation with his best friend last year, when we started dating -- as it needs to be included here.) He was OK with it, he gave me some tips and etc. On Friday in the morning, he went to work, wished me a safe flight and told me that we will be texting throughout my vacation. I was really upset because I didn't want to go because I'd miss him a lot. As we landed, I texted him that everything is OK, I miss him and love him, to which he replied with same feelings. Saturday, Sunday, Monday passed and we were texting saying how much we miss each other and I couldn't wait to be home with him. On Tuesday he texted me a kind of a "dry" text msg, where he didn't seem that excited for me to be back. Since Wednesday I didn't hear from him, as I was texting him every day, and was getting no replies. Our flight was on Friday night, so I texted him the details of where and what time I'd arrive, to which I didn't get a confirmation text back... I texted him hours later, asking if he got my msgs and I haven't heard form him since Wednesday. He replied with a very "dry/cold" text... Which I thought was very weird.
We landed, he met us at the airport, I was really excited to see him, and he wasn't that excited. He asked how my vacation was, I told him it was OK but I couldn't wait to be back and etc. As we were driving home, he told me that he doesn't feel the same.... And that's why he didn't feel like texting me since Wednesday... My heart crashed and shattered into million pieces and I was crying so hard... We got home, we didn't speak, I showered and went to bed with him. He never hugged me, never kissed me (didn't even kiss me at the airport) which I found really strange. In the morning he woke up to work and asked if I wanted coffee, but I said no. I had a really weird feeling, so I asked him to give me his phone (He deleted our photos as his wallpapers...) I went to his FB and saw a msg from a girl saying " Have a good day at work today :D ", I asked him who she was and why she msged him and where were the previous msgs, to which he told me don't worry, she's nobody, she's nobody. I msged her from his phone saying "Who are you". He got angry and left to work. I msged her from my phone (in a very nice manner, no cussing) asking what they spoke about. She replied with "You're his gf?" I said yes, and she somewhat told me that they went out from coffee... I called him and asked him to come back to talk to me, he kept saying no, but then he came back. I sat with him in the car and asked him to tell me the truth, he told me she's a high school friend that haven't seen in 2 yrs and they were talking about his ex and thats why he deleted the msgs. Afterwards, he kept telling me he doesn't feel the same towards me, and he feels weird, he can't hug me or kiss me or even look at me. I hugged me really hard and cried and told him how much I've missed him and I couldn't wait to be back to him... He started crying, but trying to cover up his eyes so I wouldn't see it, but then he gave in. We cried in the car, he went to work after. As his father came home, I asked if there was anything that happened when I wasn't here, and he said no, that he was just working and went for the car meet. I thought that he went to the car meet with his friend, but I asked him and he said he knew nothing about it. Later on that day, we sat down, him and I to have a conversation, where he told me "how he met her for coffee" and he car meet, after I mentioned it. His story kind of didn't match with what she told me. Regardless, he kept saying he doesn't feel the same and that he wants to be alone by himself. He doesn't want to talk to anybody, go anywhere, do anything or even have a phone. I was feeling that he was extremely stressed (I felt the same way when I was stressed/depressed.) On Sunday, he called me when he went to work, asked what I'm doing and if I was ok... I was crying, and crying and I couldn't say anything but tell him how much I love him and miss him and I don't understand why this is happening. All he was saying that he wants to be alone by himself... Told me to give him space... So I moved all my stuff and furniture to the spare room. When he came home, he saw me sleeping on the floor in the spare room (as I bought our bed for US), he picked me up and told me to go to our room, he looked around and he realized that I've moved everything to the spare room. He asked if that's what I wanted, I told him I'm giving him space as he wanted, to what he said that I'm still in another room and he knows that I'm there and it wont solve the problem. I tried to be out of his sight as much as I could just by sitting in the spare room and crying... He would get upset see me cry and he didn't want me to cry but I couldn't help myself. The day after, on Monday, he deleted our pictures from his IG and deleted the relationship from his FB... I asked him why he did it, and he said that it's better for him that way... I didn't have a choice but delete my FB because I'm so hurt, broken and devastated. Deleted all of our photos from my IG, deleted my profile pic from there. He came home for lunch, I tried talking to him, telling him that I'm willing to help him and that he's going through really rough times and I wanna be there for him. He kept denying my help and didn't want to see me, that he didn't see me as a girlfriend anymore, and he wanted to help me as a friend... Which threw me off guard... I told him that he wants to be friends with me, it'll never happen and he will never see me, and he replied with "Well then that's the way it's going to be"... Anything positive I was trying to say, I kept getting million negative answers back... He couldn't talk to me normally, as he was just getting angry...He left afterwards, saying he cant do this anymore, we fought too much and tried... I was crying...I called one of my close friends and she picked me up, I've been at her house for 2 days now, and going home later tonight, because I have an interview tomorrow. That night he texted me if I had keys, I didn't reply. He followed with a question mark text, to which I also didn't reply, he then texted saying "Just let me know if you're ok", to which I didn't reply either... Today is Wednesday, I haven't heard from him, but I'm going home later on... I really really miss him, I don't know how to help him and I'm so hurt that everything could happen so fast and my life doesn't love me anymore... HOW? How can you stop loving someone after being with them EVERY DAY for 1.5 years, move in together, make future plans and enjoy life... HOW? WHAT DID I DO to deserve THIS? Will he ever be normal? I DONT KNOW WHAT TO DO.... I'm devastated... How much time by himself does he need? Why isn't he willing to talk to anyone? Why? If any of you were in this situation, PLEASE HELP.
