My heart is breaking. I can feel it weakening. We spoke this morning but nothing good came out of it for me. He "needs to think".
So, I am going to stay with a friend for a couple of days and he said he will call me. I am leaving some of my things here because I can't take it all with me just yet but I still think the phone call will bring me bad news.
I can't go on feeling like this. I haven't eaten in 3 days, all I have drank is half a pint of orange squash and I physically feel like I am dying from the inside out. I don't know how someone can change so quickly from loving you to making you feel like you are worthless. I feel ridiculed because of how much I love him and how much it seems he hates me.
I can hear him coughing in the next room and my heart breaks. I am sitting in the spare room on my computer waiting for my friend to finish work so I can go to her house and cry. That is all I have done. I haven't slept - I just cry.
All i want to do is go in there and hug him and for him to tell me everything will be OK. But I know that wont happen. I asked him for a hug earlier and he didn't want to give me one. But he did, I think purely because I broke down. I have no-one and nothing here apart from him. The places I can go where I have people is far away. Too far for me to even try and change his mind if he decides he no longer wants me. I feel like a discarded piece of garbage. I have served my purpose and now I am being tossed out. But five years is a long time to forget. I can't forget it.
I am going to sort my things out that I am taking to my friends now - oh and before I forget, I think I have lost my job because i have been unable to go into work.
Until next time, if I haven't died of a broken heart.
whoknows

I've been there, and there's no advice I can give except that whatever happens, in time all the pain will pass, though I know that is not how it feels now. There isn't anything you can do except try to take carfe of yourself - but from my own experience that is the last thing you will do.
You will cry, and not sleep, and not eat, and life will be shit. Then one day you'll start to feel a bit better. Not much, just a bit.
I'm not saying it won't work out, because it might - but I'm giving you the worst case scenario. Actually, the only advice I would give is to go back to work. It can keep your brain occupied.
I'm thinking of you, and hoping for the best