- 11 months ago
We were a couple almost 4 yrs, we were both married before. He moved in with me after a year of dating. Every morning, afternoon or evening when he woke up or when he left the house he told me he loved me, not a day went by, he even told me he loved me after arguments after we both cooled down. So at midnight on my birthday he proposed to me in front of my adult children while on vacation. The very 1st problem we had was people trying to plan out our wedding for us, so we fb everyone and told them we were doing our own planning. It got worst, our wedding party fell apart for different reasons, it just wasn’t working out. So we decided to make other plans and whoever wanted to come and partake in our wedding was more than welcome. So after 8 months of planning, my dress was just about paid for, his tux was paid for, the wedding venue paid for, hotels paid for. That Tuesday morning was great we played some tennis and badminton and throw toss games in the yard, it was fun. He had to work only half that day from 3-7pm. So, Wednesday morning, the day my life, happiness and joy disappeared. He got up for work, kissed me goodbye and said he’ll be home on his lunch break like he did so often. He didn’t come home on his lunch break. I called his phone it went straight to voicemail. I just figured he was too busy. 2:55pm I received a text message from him saying that ‘ he’s sorry for doing this this way but he’s leaving and he’s not coming back home’. I felt like I was in a dream and that I would wake up and it was just a bad nightmare. After crying and screaming and drinking and vomiting all night with his family, cause they were in shock too, the next day still felt like a bad dream and I would be waking soon and everything would be fine and he’ll be back in my arms. I immediately fell into a deep depression, I couldn’t stop crying, I didn’t want to go to work, I wasn’t eating and what was I to tell my co-workers some was so happy for me. I called off work used up all my sick time, started drinking everyday, vodka became my best friend. I isolated myself from the world. I stayed in my room crying all day and all night. My love was real, strong and true for him, I never saw this coming, there was no signs. Tomorrow will be 7 weeks that he left , we’ve talked numerous times he’s in another state 2000 miles away. He said he had to get away for his sanity, he was super stressed out. But what about my sanity? I was super stressed out too. He says he still love me and still wants to marry me he just don’t want to live here any more. He wants to be away from all family and everyone we know. What do I do? I love him so much and we had so many plans, even plans to travel the world.