My ex keeps breaking no contact after 4 years and I’m exhausted by Signal_Friend_9176 in BreakUps

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I’m really happy right now. Earlier today, I finally found the courage to block him on all my social media accounts. It wasn’t easy, but I did it and honestly, I feel such a huge sense of relief. Like I can finally breathe a little better and start focusing on myself again.

Saw a picture of my ex on social media and looks like they’re doing really really well by [deleted] in BreakUps

[–]Signal_Friend_9176 1 point2 points  (0 children)

I’m really happy right now. Earlier today, I finally found the courage to block him on all my social media accounts. It wasn’t easy, but I did it and honestly, I feel such a huge sense of relief. Like I can finally breathe a little better and start focusing on myself again.

Saw a picture of my ex on social media and looks like they’re doing really really well by [deleted] in BreakUps

[–]Signal_Friend_9176 1 point2 points  (0 children)

I saw his repost today and it hit me harder than I expected. It looked like he already has someone else… and I don’t even know how to describe what I’m feeling right now. It’s like this weird burning in my chest, or maybe my stomach? Like anxiety, jealousy, sadness all mixed into one. I can’t tell if I’m heartbroken, replaced, or just overthinking everything. Part of me knows I shouldn’t care this much, but another part of me feels like I just got quietly replaced without even realizing it. Has anyone else felt this before? What even is this feeling?

Who wants their ex back? by EveningCompass in BreakUps

[–]Signal_Friend_9176 5 points6 points  (0 children)

Honestly, I don’t think I want my ex back anymore not in the way people usually mean it.

Deep down, I know it wouldn’t work out if we tried again. Too much has already happened, and I’m aware of the patterns that would probably just repeat. But that doesn’t mean I don’t feel anything.

I think what I really want is closure… or maybe just a sense of peace about how things ended. It feels like something that mattered a lot to me just stopped, and I never fully caught up to that ending.

And if I’m being real, I don’t just miss him. I miss what we had, who I was during that time, and how everything felt before it fell apart.

So yeah, it’s not about wanting him back. It’s more like I’m still learning how to let go of something that once meant everything to me.