I was with my ex for the better part of four years. She had a child when we got together, and she was coming off a divorce. She was my first relationship. We broke up after about four months together, but soon after, got back together--she told me she felt I was the love of her life, and even though she had more experience (what, with a marriage and all), she told me that it was apparent to her that no one had ever loved her as deeply as I had … and still do. From there, things were really good. We moved in together after another 18 months, and lived pretty happily for about a year. Then came the time her child was going to be starting school, and she started to grow impatient with my involvement. She made it apparent she wanted marriage, and an active 'father figure,' (which I undoubtedly was--I guess it wasn't enough to satisfy her). Anyway, things got worse, times grew more and more tumultuous, and noticing a growing negativity, I suggested it be best if I move out.
This was in 9/09... from there, I grew more and more depressed and felt like it was a mistake. She was my first girlfriend, love, relationship, and I started to think I was to blame for everything. I tried incessantly to get her back (despite my better judgment, and the suggestions of those around me), and succeeded in mid-December. We started hanging out, I stayed at my old apartment every night for about 6wks, and it was amazing. I really thought we'd made headway and that we were going to get back together. I had explained that I wanted to be in a stable place before I put a ring on her finger, and I wanted to be successful (I’m currently a full time worker at a pretty good job, and an aspiring writer/filmmaker) … but that she was the only person I ever saw myself with, and that there was no one else I wanted to marry and have children with.
Then in February, she said she needed space, and she was having second thoughts. We fought, she grew distant, and she drew the line and said she was over it. She said she didn’t want to rely on anyone anymore, and that it wasn’t just me, but she didn’t want to be with anyone. Her child was priority number one, and she needed to cut all ties. I tried, over and over, to do anything to make her change her mind (and yeah, I'm perfectly aware of how crazy that is), and that pushed her away even more. Recently, a month ago, she changed her number, and I haven't heard from her since. About a week ago, I finally decided to stop trying to make contact when I happened upon her Facebook and saw what appeared to me to be a hurt-tactic... a pic of her and another guy. It seemed candid, and misleading--but it could be someone she is involved with. I don’t know how that would happen when she had only recently cried her eyes out to me explaining that she wanted nothing more to have me back in her life, with the acceptance of her somewhat disapproving family. And it hurt even more because she had explained how much she ‘couldn’t be with anyone.’
Basically, I know she loved me, and I know she knows I loved her. I want to move on and live my own life, but I can't stop thinking about her. I want to progress and take advantage of my single status by getting my own place, working on projects and going back to school, but she remains incessantly on my mind 24/7. I don't know how these things turn out as I have no experience, but there's this pitiful part of me that would be willing to take her back no matter what. I had such a strong, and epically long relationship with her, I showed her deep love, compassion and support... and I deeply loved and cared for her son. And it hurts tremendously to think I'd be that easily replaced and never contacted again, and lose my relationship with not one, but two people that mean more to me than anything else. I feel like without them, I’m destined for a future of loneliness, and unsuccessful attempts to replace what I once had. Sure, I understand that the mature thing to do is build myself back up, leave her alone, and live my own life, but letting go is one of the hardest things I've ever had to walk through. Anyway, thoughts and suggestions would be most appreciated. I feel like I've lost my mind, and I'm very anxious to find and secure that sanity once again.