I had been dating a boy for a YEAR and a month, I had thought I was going to marry him.

But it fell apart, he became DISTANT and I didn't know what to do so I did nothing. That broke us up. He broke up with me and it was terrible, for a week or so before I felt something was off.

He didn't joke, he snapped at me, he kept on CALLING his female best friend. Which I would be fine with, friendship can be with both genders. But it peaked when he called her with me in the car. I wanted to talk more with him that night but that stopped that of course.

I don't hate him and I don't think there was an affair or anything but we weren't happy together and it showed and it HURT.

I still am picking up the pieces and I think about him often, sometimes about the GOOD times like early in our relationship and sometimes about the bad times.

It hurts but I KNOW that this is not all my life is. This is NOT the be all end all. This is a NEW beginning.