We broke up
24 hours after the breakup and everything feels unreal.
I keep sleeping too much and waking up from dreams about him. For a few seconds after I wake up, everything feels normal again — and then reality hits me all over again.
The worst part is that we still love each other. There was no betrayal, no hatred, no dramatic ending. Just two people who loved each other deeply and still couldn’t make it work. Somehow that hurts even more.
Today I touched my ring finger out of habit and realized my ring isn’t there anymore. That tiny moment broke me more than I expected. It’s strange how the smallest things become the heaviest after a breakup.
I feel empty, exhausted, confused, and emotionally lost. Part of me wants to text him. Another part knows I need to survive this pain first.
Right now I honestly can’t imagine a future where this doesn’t hurt.