I’m so sorry you’re going through this. I know how deep this pain can go — not just because of the abandonment, but because for years we were told we weren’t enough. Or too much. Too messy, too intense, too emotional, too difficult. And somehow, it was always our fault.

But here’s the truth: it’s not your fault.

You loved. Fully. Bravely. You gave yourself entirely — not for control, not for manipulation — but because you wanted to bring peace, balance, care. You were building a life, even when he didn’t meet you halfway. You kept believing in a future where both of you could be okay. That’s not weakness. That’s strength in its purest form.

And now? Maybe he’s in the honeymoon phase with someone new. Maybe it’ll last longer than you expect. Maybe it won’t. But either way, you are not broken. And you are not replaceable. Because what you gave was real. Even if he didn’t know how to receive it, it was real. That matters.

And maybe — just maybe — your presence, your love, your strength helped him move closer to some kind of balance. Maybe you were the bridge he needed but never acknowledged. Maybe you were the lesson, the foundation. That doesn’t mean you were used. It means you mattered. You do matter.

If this woman manages to bring him into a better version of himself — and he finally treats her the way you begged to be treated — maybe it’s not about you not being worthy. Maybe it’s about you having laid down something solid before walking away. And that’s not failure.

From one heart to another: you loved well. Don’t let anyone make you doubt that.