Hi Everyone,
I wrote on here a few months back. I meant my fiance "L" online late last spring, and within a couple months of talking and a visit overe here, we were engaged. For the past year my entire life was focused on planning a wedding, traveling back and forth, and readying myself for the move over to Kent. The time apart was brutal, but I coped by knowing that we would soon be together permanently. That's what I was holding on to.
We were originally supposed to be married this past July...I had talked with the priest, sent out save-the-dates, had my dress, bridesmaid's dresses...together we picked out invitations, a cake topper, guest book, the menu....everything. In March, he told me he wasn't ready to get married this year, but he'd be ready next year, so we would just postpone everything. I had to cancel the church, the dj, send out "un" save-the-dates, and break the news to all my friends and family who were looking forward to the celebration. He didn't seem to understand how hard this was for me. And unfortunately, I didn't trust him enough to believe that we would in fact get married next year.
Things started to get strange, and he was pulling away a bit. I can see that now. When I had gone over to visit him in May for his brother's wedding, I had tried to give him back the ring, telling him that I wasn't comfortable wearing it if we didn't have wedding plans. He was so devastated, he cried and told me that it was my ring and he didn't want it back. I knew he was confused but I kept it, we cried and kissed goodbye at the airport, and I came home. That was the last time I saw him.
Anyhow, 5 days after our original wedding date, he broke up with me. Unfortunately, this was my first real serious relationship, and my first broken heart. He told me I was his best friend and he loved me to bits, and couldn't imagine his life without me in it...but now he's already gotten himself a new girlfriend. She also has a 4 month old infant who he told me is "good as gold". Talking to him again was my mistake, but the fact that he didn't think I'd be bothered by hearing this really hurt. They've been dating for at least a month now. I know that if there's ever a chance of us becoming friends, it's not going to happen for some time. But I also don't know what the point would be.
The fact that he's moved on so quickly makes me sick. And now there's the question of things...he left his winter coat/snowpants/ski goggles here, and wants me to send them back to him. Along with his razor - and a paperpack book. When he asked me to send him back a paperback book that he's already ready, it was actually embarrassing. I only asked him for the pajamas I left there that his mother had given me. I don't want anything else. He has yet to send things back. He's probably too busy setting up house with his new lady.
I guess I needed to vent a bit, but also ask for your advice about dealing with heartbreak. I know most of you are in good relationships (and I hope they stay that way!) but do you remember your first broken heart? And do I even bother to send him his things back. They're just things after all.
I don't know. Any help would be so appreciated.
Thanks,
S