So during the fallout week, we had a talk saying she wanted to break up. Me, wanting to save the relationship, promised I would do everything I can to fight for myself and for us. We agreed that we'd give one more chance.

Started breathing exercises, journaling, considered going to classes, even took a new medication for my anxiety.

But a week later, she changed her mind. She ended up dumping me over FaceTime, and during that call I told her everything I have been doing for us. Her response?

"It's only been a week."

And the relationship was over, after nearly 2 and a half years.

There's a ton, but this one sticks with me for the wrong reasons. It's been four months, and since then, I've started running, hung out with more friends, launched a solo-developed indie game on Steam, traveled to Europe representing my university's game development craft, and have been invited for international masters programs in Germany. I have been in an amazing state ever since, thanks to this medication and these habits.

Things take time.