“I was with my significant other for three years before we got engaged. While we were engaged, we had our son (unplanned), and it pushed back plans for the wedding because of money troubles.
Her father then was diagnosed with terminal cancer, and she started to withdraw from me after finding out the news. I tried to be supportive and help her through it, but we started arguing about small things constantly. Molehills started to become mountains and we started to fall apart.
Not long after our four-year anniversary, she got the news her father had passed away. On Valentine’s day, no less.
In our fifth year of being together, and after a fairly large argument, I left work and grabbed a nice bottle and flowers to try to signify a ‘new beginning’ for us, but when I got home she had taken my son and all his things and moved all of her belongings out of the house. She had left the engagement ring on the bed for me to find.
I never did get an explanation, only that she didn’t feel the love between us anymore. I never felt that way, but perhaps I missed something that she was trying to tell me. Who knows. Now I see my son a few days a week, have a friendly relationship with my ex, and have moved on as best I can.
I still love her, and a part of me always will, but I’m fairly certain we will never reconnect as much as I would love to try again. Sometimes you just have to accept what happened and push on.”
