TW: Death mentiond
To break down what happened, I have to go back 8 months to the day before Christmas Eve, December 23. I was already not having the best day; my best friend and I found out we failed the final of a very important progression class for our program. The day then proceeded on as normal until I got home that night and was on FaceTime with my girlfriend. During this time we were spending together, I got a call from my best friend's home, and it was his girl asking me what he had taken. I told her nothing; he was at the hospital on an expected OD, but that wasn't what happened. ER needed to know what was happening to him, and I couldn't tell them. Later that night he passed away from a blood clot that had been in his body for a long time. The night this happened was exactly a week after my girlfriend met my parents; she stood by me, checked on me, took the train from an hour away to come be with me for the funeral and supported me through it.
When we returned to University after Christmas break had ended, I shut down, I closed myself in, and couldn't face the world; she was the only thing I wanted to see. I isolated myself, and the only person I would see was her, every day, every night. But what I didn't see as I closed myself down was how complacent I got. I stopped getting her flowers, I stopped taking her on dates, and as she put it, "I got too comfortable." As she saw me go through this, she stopped wanting to communicate with me because she felt it would disappoint me or burden me more than my life was already. While I was battling being back at school and facing my new life, I neglected the parts that make a relationship special and spontaneous. I did get her flowers and do things for her on special occasions, Valentine's Day, etc. But come the end of the first year, I saw nothing wrong; she came with my friends and me to our annual end-of-uni cottage trip, and we had a great time. It felt so special and was amazing to feel so loved.
I was so trapped in this self-loathing bubble that I didn't see what I wasn't doing for her, and she just let it build up and up, and I feel so bad that she felt she couldn't talk to me about it. Over this summer, we were only able to see each other every week or every other week. I had to visit family in Italy for 2 weeks, but even with that time distance, we stayed in touch basically 24/7. As I have started to heal, I could sense something was wrong and asked her a few months ago if she was okay and if we were okay, and she said yes, with the exception of asking me to get her flowers. I always made the excuse that one of us was commuting far, either on the train or driving and that they would be hard to transport or get messed up. I didn't get them for her because I wanted them to be perfect, but I would get her other gifts that I felt she could cherish forever, things like clothing, Jellycats, etc.
When she broke up with me last Monday, she said that I didn't plan dates anymore, a part of me getting too comfortable, and I was so stricken with the thought of losing her that I just kept saying I'm sorry and agreeing with her and taking responsibility that I lost sight of the fact that I did. Over the summer, I took her to some of my most vulnerable places to accept the loss of my best friend. The beach day where I live, our shopping day at the mall that he and I frequented all through high school, the Skyzone where he and I had a joint birthday. I think I was so blinded by the fact she said I don't want this anymore that I went by the fact that even through my pain, I was trying to rebuild and keep growing with her.
Truthfully, she didn't choose the best time to do it: the day before my grandmother's visitation and 2 before her funeral, but she didn't really have a good time to do it later that week; she was supposed to come to the cottage with my friends and me again. She told me she had only been having these feelings for the last few days, and the previous weekend I had slept over at hers, spending the whole weekend together. I've been trying to understand why she chose to do it instead of talking to me and why it only took her a few days to decide she no longer wanted it. Since last Wednesday, we have been no contact until I am supposed to text her when I move into my new place at school, and we are supposed to exchange stuff. For the past week, my life has felt so quiet despite me being surrounded by my friends and family, but I have also been taking this time to reflect on what she said. Instead of isolating myself again, I have been forcing myself to spend time with my friends and go out, but I still can't get her off my mind. I promised her we would go no contact to give us time to think, and every day I have wanted to break it.
I have been thinking about everything she said, and everything we did, and when I contact her tomorrow to get the details of everything we need to do, I want to ask her if we can have a conversation. I wrote down all the stuff I want to say to her that answers all the questions she has and all the things I want to say to her. If anyone thinks I should post it to see if what I am doing is right, I will, just not with names. I have talked to many of my friends who are girls who have relationship experience, and they say I should say this to her. I am also planning to bring flowers and say to her that it took what she did to finally suck me out of the world I trapped myself in, and this is me trying to make the right step in fixing the problems we had. Not jumping in and acting as if nothing happened, but going slow, going on dates, and rekindling what made our love special. It was a year ago today, September first, that I met her. There was something about the 2 of us that clicked, and we fell in love, and I just want to continue it.