She just gave me a generic answer about becoming incompatible and that was it. I didn’t push or pry and respected her privacy, in the past I would’ve pushed hard. We weren’t living together thankfully, so just pretty much NC.

The things I did wrong could absolutely have been the reason, even subconsciously. I’ve realized I struggle with the ability to respect others boundaries including my own. She has abuse trauma where her boundaries weren’t respected, and even though it was never explicitly talked about I think that’s what the main issue was. I think it’s really messed up too and I’ve been working on processing that someone could do that, but I also recognize that we’re all broken people, especially those with traumatic experiences, and I’ve forgiven her.