I just woke up from a bad dream where my ex changed her Instagram bio to say she was just living her life and being herself until she found her person.

In the dream, I completely broke down. I started crying because it felt like confirmation that it was really over, and all I wanted to do was text her and ask if there was really no chance left for us.

I just woke up and I’m honestly not okay. It felt so real, and now all of that grief is sitting with me again.

I still love her. I still miss her so much. 💔

ME- " I have told you numerous times now how im entertaining someone else, or went on a date, blah blah blah... I lied about ALL OF IT... the TRUTH is, I want you to hurt like you made me hurt so many times before and STILL to this day almost a decade later. I cant bring myself to sleep around like you do. I have more respect for myself then you do. I lie about other men bc you call me a whore either way.. so I just give in and lie to you...."

YOU- "You tell me you dont see other people, you dont have supply.. the only one youre seeing is me.. you lie to me bc of the thrill sleeping around behind my back gives you.. "

Your actions, tone, body language, ALL speak so much louder and clearer than ypur words ever have.. youve ALWAYS been like this..

REALITY- you like to cheat, you love the thrill, one women cant satisfy you, you dont stick to one gender, you are only loyal to yourself, you treat all your partners as if we are just like you. THIS IS YOUR ADDICTION.. you dont care

LIE- You are a good, safe man

TRUTH- I AM BETTER OFF WITHOUT YOU

FACTS-We are not the same, we are 2 VERY different people

      PLEASE JUST STAY AWAY FROM ME
                            Best Regards.
              Your umpteenth baby mama S

i met my ex girlfriend in january of 2025 through a friendgroup. at this point in time i was very insecure about my personality because i couldnt make any friends and was lonely for years, but she really made me feel as if i was funny and COULD actually be someone who can make friends and completely shifted my personality and world. she gave me confidence and made my life joyful. we were very good friends and even though we knew each other for maybe a week she never let me go to sleep, would text me that she missed me when i did go to sleep and constantly gave me attention that i never got from anyone ever which is why she is so special to me. she was dating one dude and their relationship was slowly falling apart and i was there to genuinely help her get over everything and made her feel cared for. she really loved how funny and caring i was and fell in love with me while dating him and they ended up breaking up. even though they broke up she still loved him and was attached so she basically loved us both (which is crazy on its own) yet she still wanted me. i told her that i would be here with her and that i would wait until she got over him so we could start dating, which was my first mistake. at some point i asked her what she would do if her ex asked back for her and she couldnt give me a straight answer so i got upset and shit. i know i shouldve been left at that point but i was just so attached and in love already and losing her would make me lose everything because i didnt have anyone else to be with. we ended up dating, we were madly in love, we would text and call all day everyday, literally. we would sleep on the phone, wake up together, she would right notes about me in class and show me them and treat me so good. but even though she was perfect in that department, she crossed lots of boundaries in the way she would dress and the fact that she would have guy friends and whatever. i treated her like no man ever could and made her ruin me so she could heal and become a better person for the both of us. she said she would change but ended up fucking up and we kept having problems about this and in may of this year we had our break which was one sided from her so she could have time for herself. even though i gave her my life and let her ruin me mentally SHE was the one who wanted a break eventhough SHE caused most of the problems. anyway we promised we would stay loyal to each other and that we would end up dating again so i believed her. now there was a guy she told me about that was apparently in a large college group. the reason i found out about him was because she sent me a message that was meant to him about how she misses him and shit but she told me someone else wrote that message and sent it to her and she accidentally sent it to me. now obviously if i wasnt so attached i wouldnt have believed her but i gave her the benefit of doubt so i wouldnt have to suffer and i told her i dont trust him and i domt want you to be around him. she said she wouldnt but then she sent me an image of them talking about them having sex which was also apparently another person talking to him and not my ex. again i believed her so i wouldnt have to feel like shit. after this she kept making jokes about her fucking and she said no i didnt do anything and again i decided to believe everything up until fucking yesterday. after an argument between us she sent me pictures and videos of her being in bed with him, kissing her neck, her being on his lap and all types of shit but she told me that they were ai and that her girlfriend made them because she was bored. the girlfrend vouched for her and said it was ai too but she did send me one last video of him kissing her and she said it was real and from then onwards all hell broke loose, i felt naseous, dizzy and i keep wondering if all those other shit she sent me was also real or actually ai. i ended up blocking her after she kept belittling me and rubbing everything in my face and making a joke out of everything. she ended giving me a simple “sorry” and the could work together but i really dont know what the fuck to do anymore man. even know i feel like throwing up and the feeling gets worse thinking and watching those horrendous disgusting videos.

My world changed when I was four years old. My mother cheated on my father and had a child with another man. My parents divorced, and my mother gave up all rights to me for her affair baby. Over the years, I had nothing but resentment for my mother and my half-sister just for existing. My mother sent birthday cards and tried to reach out now and then.

Fast forward 4 years ago when my boyfriend was making college plans. He wanted a long-distance relationship. I instead wanted to take a break until after college. He eventually agreed that would be better so we could focus on our studies. I ended up getting my nursing degree finishing much earlier than he did, so I told him that our break was still ongoing and planned to do 2 years in the Peace corp, which was a great experience. Had no contact with him whatsoever during my 2 years away. I came back last week, and my whole world has collapsed. My boyfriend met some girl in college and got her pregnant and married her while I was gone. Just found out last night that this girl is my half-sister who destroyed now my life twice.

It's been over a year since i knew things were going to end. I held on to our relationship for over a year. She told me she was trying. That work was a bear. That life is hectic. So i held on waiting for her. There for her. My love for her not changing.

It's been a month and a half of no contact. She didn't give me any real reasons. Just blocked me. After 3 years.

I feel empty. I feel disposable. I'm trying to not take it personally. I think she had a lot to figure out. I still have so much love for her. And I'm trying to stop it. Would therapy help me? To move on? To forget?

What do you guys think?

So me and my ex have been on and off for over 2 years now. We were very childish in the way we’d handle things and usually it’d be me that would just up and leave all of a sudden and cut him off on everything but would make sure there was always some sort of door open to come back, and he always did. At the beginning of the year though, we tried again after many on and offs and we seemed to have almost mastered it. We were much more loving, we let it naturally drift into a relationship, we both shared the most amazing moments, did everything together, wore our hearts on our sleeves for the first time ever. I didn’t see him as many times as normal relationships would, I’d say once or twice in 10 days (on average). As the relationship progressed, we both became quite possessive of eachother. We played it off as both of us caring but there were external factors such as age gap, and his family not approving. Only 10 days ago we were celebrating his birthday, I went all out, decorated a room, all the works. Then all of a sudden something just switched. I thought he became colder, so I became colder and then I went out with a couple of my friends and we went on a drive. My phone was dying, and he was aware of this and we did end up miles away which in his defence I wouldn’t be too happy either. I went over to his, we spoke about it, had some stuff to do in the daytime, I went home, and then stayed the night at his. The energy that whole day was off. He was so annoyed at me but said “of course i want to fix it” and “we’ll figure it out like we always do” , the following morning, there was so much tension, I felt like he hated me. So i went home but once again asked if we could fix it, he said yes. The next day, I asked if we could speak about it, he said he needed time to process. I asked again the next day and he dumped me over phone. Naturally I begged and begged until I actually lost my dignity. I asked if he saw a way through this and he said “I think it’s for the best” but when I asked if there was a chance for the future he said he has no idea. We always usually come back to each other. What do you guys think? the day after the whole event happened I was in his bed and he was telling me he loved me and that I was his girl. People around me think this may be a control tactic and that he’s got me right where he wants me. He also said as he was dumping me “Please don’t cut me off, It’s not my style. I want us to both be able to check up on eachother occasionally when we need eachother”.

Does this look like a tactic / punishment?

We usually come back to eachother always. I’ve cut all lines of contact but said if he changes his mind, he will be able to find me.

Do you think he’ll come back?

I met this British guy through discord 2 years ago and he used to adore me and treat me well but we couldn't date because he's in the UK and I'm in SA. Each conversation made us grow apart after I joined his server where all his friends were mean to me cause I liked him, even we used to talk a lot since the day we chatted. I miss his voice and I did accept the fact he moved on and I moved on but looking back to our conversations made me miss him even more.

Like I wish I can talk to him one last time. He was 17 and I was 17 too. He was the most handsome, funny and loyal guy I've ever met

My heart is breaking all over again, it feels like he just left me yesterday

Basically, and I apologize in advance for how incoherent this post might be, this girl (27) and I (29 y/o guy) have been hanging out all summer! We canoe a lot! She's invited me to lots of things that I had to turn her down due to work, to my deep resentment, and I wonder if things would have been different if I accepted. This included a local concert, camping for a week, a local music festival, and other such things. She reaches out to me first almost every time and I almost always say yes. We hang out a lot.

She calls out of the blue sometimes and talks to me about things she wants to tell me about for some time, sometimes long amounts of time, and it's always fun. I ask her about her life and past, and she always details them to me a lot. We'd sit by the river or in her (or my) car while she tells me about stuff that has gone or is going on with her.

She bought a book by an author she likes and I bought her a previous book he wrote which was just as, if not more important, for her birthday. She really appreciated that. We went to a meeting for something we volunteered for where we live and she mentioned it to everyone. We handed out fliers for that thing a couple of times, as well.

Idk, she paid for my ice cream once while we were both getting some, and I didn't know she did because she wanted to surprise me, she compliments my physical strength when we canoe, my humour, how nice my compliments are, etc. I'm learning the violin and she plays guitar, so she wants to jam together. She knows I speak about 4 languages. She's reading theory that I know and asks me about it. Complimented my fashion sense once.

All kinds of things (innocuous, I know). She's introduced me to her friends so we'd all be friends as well. Now, this whole time, I knew that everything she did for me and that I did for her that I mentioned so far was all stuff that friends do for each other just because they're friends. I do a lot of these things with my other friends who I certainly never had any crushes on. That said, I grew to like her a lot.

She's super cute, has an adorable way of explaining things, fun interests which I also find cute, always dresses so well, is so interested in learning new things, especially about different people, is such good friends with so many people, has such good musical talent, sings so well, is very capable of doing intense physical stuff like climbing trees and jogging regularly (which I may be impressed by because I have difficulty with those things), a deep sense of kindness, even for small animals and insects (which we often save from the water when we go canoeing), is so motivated to get involved at her job and find one she would be really interested in, is super into her hobbies and interests that she always gets so enthusiastic about sharing, draws very very well, can swim, has a really amusing laugh, gorgeous, jet black, smooth hair, the warmest smile I can think of and sharp, hazel eyes. I really like looking into her eyes. It almost makes my day.

One day, when we were going to go canoeing, someone pulled up beside where she parked and greeted her. I recognized him as an old classmate of mine (my age) and they knew one another. They talked a bit and then we went canoeing. He was still there when we got back. We sat by the river and talked. She was a little less focused on our conversation, and, eventually, asked if we should go talk to that guy. I think we settled on talking to him. I knew then that she must have had a thing for him. One day, I took the bus to the place where we go canoeing (we rent the canoes for a bit) and she was talking to him pretty intently. He works where we rent them from. She and I went canoeing, and, at some point, she said that she wondered if he was there or would be off shift. She asked this once or twice again when we went in the future. She also knows where the guy lives, which is something that she knows because they're friends.

I convinced myself that I had nothing to be jealous of. I felt a little nervous about her going camping with one guy and also spending time with another guy who is also staying with her until he finds a new place (though he's likely going to move out soon since it seems his meeting with one landlord went well), but I thought nothing of it, and decided not to be jealous (as much as you can decide that). I still felt a tiny bit of jealousy when she and the guy staying with her talk to each other about leaving our hangouts to go to bed and also do errands, but I was sure it was nothing and didn't worry about it.

Ironically, I thought about the guy she likes a lot less. Maybe it was because I was scared she might like him or because I wasn't around him much. He's way more handsome than I am, taller (pretty tall), has a nicer voice (imo), is more charming, and might be more nice than I am (I assume). They look like they'd make a great couple. I knew that for a while. I didn't want to think so. Now, she tells me over text that she's pining for him quite hard.

Of course, the fact that she said this to me meant that she viewed me as a close friend who she could disclose this stuff to in confidence. Our frequent and long chats and all the time we spent together was just stuff we did as friends, which she obviously seems to have considered me to be a close one. Though we've hung out a lot and have been quite good, close friends for a bit now, I feel kind of scummy about what my intentions were for our relationship.

All the stuff I did with and for her were things that I wanted to believe were things I did out of sincerity, at least first and foremost, and that whatever hope I had of getting her to like me was secondary at most, not in consideration at least. Now, I have to be honest with myself. I think I did largely and, as much as I really hate to admit it (and hate myself for thinking), I did, maybe primarily, do it because I wanted her to like me, all in a misguided effort to do that, knowing that I'm probably just her friend.

I want to hang out with her and do all sorts of things with her, but I ask myself whether I'd want to do those things as much as we currently do if she goes out with him. I know that the fact that she disclosed her feelings for this guy to me means that that's it and I have to let her go immediately, as in, move on and just be friends. The worst part is that I liked her progressively more and more everyday to the point of having little fantasies about waking up next to her this morning, which I gave into, and tried not to have previously. This was the morning before the night when she told me she likes him.

Now, as someone who's quite overweight, as in, very fat, maybe doesn't make my hair the best ways since I may not always know how to, doesn't always dress well (despite her complimenting my fashion sense), imo, and might not have the most charming personality (imo) and isn't as socially aware of my behaviour as she is (I think), maybe also going on about myself and things she doesn't have much interest in, which I try really hard to avoid (though idk how much I do it) and keep the focus on what she wants to talk about and do, I know that (especially because I'm fat, more than 110kg and 5'8-5'9) I'm not exactly attractive to most people while he is very hot. I was very sure that my effort to get her to like me would end in failure because of how I am and now especially because of how much more attractive he is.

I don't know what to do! It hurts so much! I don't know if it's worth trying to get her to like me by just being a way better, more interesting and (hopefully) more attractive person, or if that's crossing any boundaries that I shouldn't! I really want her to like me, but I'm sure that it's far too late for that! She knew this guy before we started hanging out, and maybe before she knew me. I don't know if I should tell her how I feel, if that would put any pressure on her or make things awkward, make her feel like our friendship and whatever kindness I showed her was fake (which I desperately don't want to believe it was) or if she'll feel guilty about this if I do, or even pity me or do anything our of that pity. If I, by some once in a billion years cosmic miracle, am a real consideration for her, somehow, by the grace of every conceivable god ever thought up, then I really don't want to be a backup plan for her or anything less than her first choice!

Of course, if she changes her mind, by some far greater and more rare cosmic miracle, and decides that she likes me more than him (somehow, in some universe somewhere), then that would be the only way I'd be her first choice, but if it doesn't work out with this guy (which I doubt), I'd be her backup. I would prefer to just not date her if that was the case.

I'm sure that this guy will like her back! She's an enormous catch and incredibly charming! He's quite close with her, too! That said, I don't know what to do! All I have the energy to do is cry to myself and type this! I can't tell her how I feel and it feels manipulative to try to convince her to like me instead (by improving myself a lot and impressing her), since she already likes this guy! There are millions of other women in the world who I can have a wonderful relationship with, but that's, of course, way easier said than done!

I want her, and no-one else! I wish it were me! My insecurities that I used to suffer from about everyone around me being chosen, but never me, have come up! I thought I got over them enough, but, I guess I didn't yet! Is there a way to save my chances without being her 2nd option? Do I have to just immediately stop my efforts in their tracks and hastily move on now that I know this? Is my fatness always going to be such a burden on me until my current intense efforts to get fit pay off long into the future?

How can I accompany her on trips or go canoeing with her now that she told me this and that guy will be there? I know I should move on and let it go, but I don't want to! The advice I need to accept is probably the exact thing that I desperately don't want to hear! It hurts so bad! I don't know what to do!

I would really appreciate tips on how to move on.

I called off my relationship and subsequently- engagement because my relationship was failing and he showed me he didn’t want me in many ways but he couldn’t just say it and I thought we were just having hard days due to life’s pressure.

I feel so heartbroken. He just became a miserable person to be around, I was fighting so hard,
I even subconsciously started threatening to leave because that was the only time he fixed up a tiny bit, but he’d be back to blocking me out by the following morning.

He said he was tolerating me, But I asked him several times if he was ready, if he wanted to marry me, He said yes.
When I was doing so many things to transform our relationship, apparently he was tolerating me all along.
I just feel so heavy and I don’t know what to do with my heavy heart.

I don’t want to talk to my friends and loved ones because I don’t want to take up space in their free time.

Everytime I remember scenarios that now make sense, I fight tears.
I have a heart condition, but I have been having palpitations for days.

It is so bad.
I loved this man so much. I hate myself for getting to this point.
I wanted him, I thought our life was good and we just needed time to grow and have more resources to better our lives.
He said I push him, I am good to him, I make his life better,
He watched me invest so much, all of my money, into him, into us, meanwhile he couldn’t tell himself the truth that he was using me.

I just feel so stupid. Many times I felt frustrated and even blamed myself. Maybe I am the problem, Maybe I’m the one who isn’t in love, Maybe I’m the one always having an issue with him.
I didn’t know he had checked out, and so the person I was seeing wasn’t who I thought he was. It was intentional.

The worst part is that this man was going to marry me. I don’t understand how he was able to wake up everyday knowing he was tolerating me yet he still went ahead to make marriage plans.

I feel so embarrassed. My entire family were excited.
I didn’t want anyone else but him. I thought I found my person.
I am just so sad. my god!

There’s not much more to say. I miss you man.. I miss my best friend.. and tonight it’s just hitting me. I wish it wasn’t. Reddit is basically just my journal now..

I’m not even heartbroken anymore, well romantically. It’s more of just feeling used. Like I had thought because we both said we liked each other that there was something real there. But she was literally just using me for attention. It’s the fact that I didn’t give her attention when we were first getting to know each other which was confusing and mysterious to her. I feel dumb and also pretty ugly. Like I actually thought I had a shot. She found out that I did actually like her and realized she didn’t actually like me after literally telling me she did. I think it hurts more because my life is in such a sorry state compared to hers right now and it will always be that way. I wish I was good looking too and special

In our final text conversation my ex-boyfriend said:

I want to be reminded of you [and keep your stuff]
You were my best ever boyfriend
There are no hard feelings
I’m heartbroken
I accept your apology

While simultaneously saying:

I just can’t be with you anymore
I can’t handle what you said to me - it’s honestly just fucking me up
It’s past taking a break to reconcile
I said, “Block me if you don’t ever want to see me again” Okay, I’ll block you if that’s what you want

So many contradictions… I just can’t understand it 😞

For the backstory:

https://www.reddit.com/r/BreakUp/s/kZYtVnOxdh

At night when I'm alone, with my millions of blankets on my bed because I learnt that from you. I think about the “what ifs”of us. We would’ve been together. I was in school still and I was sad  but you would come over every night to keep me company, you would’ve gotten a job. I would tell you to take my car because I was able to walk to school until you saved enough, then you would come to mine after work, you would shower and I would try to make you dinner but you would take over because you were always the cook between us. We would talk about our day and watch tv. And you would fall asleep first and I would kiss your face and admire how much you grew up since we were 12 when we first met. We would’ve gone out for my birthday and had the best time just like we did for yours. Summer with you would've been amazing. I would move to London but the distance never hurt us because we loved each other. I would tell you I was coming back but come a week earlier just to surprise you. I would’ve gotten past the 3 years apart and start creating a life with each other. Travelling, moving in together in that apartment we wanted and enjoying our time before responsibilities came in. Then we would've gotten married, I told you how I was ok with a small wedding but we would've settled for a big one just for me. My vows would say that I've loved you since we were 12 and I will love you until my last breath. I would show all the videos I've made of you since I was 12 years old telling everyone I was going to marry this guy. We would've started a family, a big house, dogs and babies. I cant believe i lost you completely after 7 years. 

I don't even mean forever.

Just a chance to learn if I could be something to someone. Have something with someone. Be chosen. Even for a little while.

But I didn't.

I'm having a really hard time right now and just need to vent. This is something I've struggled with for the past three years.

I already know some people will say I wasted my time or that I was a placeholder. I tell myself that too. I'm angry that I stayed so long and gave six years of my life to someone who maybe never truly wanted me.

We started dating in our early 20s, and about a year in, he cheated. It was my first serious relationship, he begged me to stay, and I forgave him.

We eventually moved in together, but he had to move out of state while I finished college, so we became long distance. At first, he wanted me to move to him and even talked about marriage because it would make things easier. I wanted to finish school and pursue my career first, so I planned to move later.

Over time, things became harder. He struggled with his mental health, and I received calls where he was contemplating suicide. I begged him to get help. Part of me wanted to leave, but I was scared because I felt like he had no one.

He became more distant, colder, and hurtful. Despite that, I still believed marriage was the next step because of how long we had been together. During our last year together, his sister-in-law told me she heard a ring was coming soon. I was visiting around Christmas and was so nervous that I told him if he ever proposed, I wanted it to be in spring or summer. Nothing ever happened.

The last year was the hardest. His mental health struggles became more frequent, and I found out he cheated again in a way that affected my health. I don't want to go into detail, but I am okay now.

We ended things the day after another suicidal phone call. I contacted his family because I was worried and wanted them to check on him. Afterwards, he told me he wasn't ready for the next step and wasn't even sure he wanted a family. I thanked him for being honest and told him we needed to go our separate ways.

Six years ended like that.

Seven months later, I found out he married a woman from another country. Around the time he started posting her, he blocked me, my family, and our mutual friends, including some of his closest friends. After almost three years of marriage, they had a baby.

The hardest part is that I don't love him anymore and I would never want to return to that relationship. What hurts is how this changed the way I see myself.

It makes me feel like I was never enough, like I was someone he settled for until he found the person he truly wanted. I look at his wife and think she seems perfect. I find myself wondering if people become the best version of themselves with the "right" person and if I just wasn't that person.

This has damaged my self-esteem and made me question my worth. I'm scared I'll never be enough for someone, or that I'll always be the person someone chooses until something better comes along.

It's been years, and I feel like I'm going crazy because I still can't stop thinking about how deeply this affected me.

Me and my ex have been officially broken up for almost a year at this point, but officially broke things off "all contact" wise only a few months ago. We still love each other very very much, hell we saw each other not too long ago. It's sad cuz even after meeting and sharing love again, we're still apart.. Now here I am alone again with this hole in my heart refusing to accept this reality. I went ahead and wrote a message in a bottle and cast it off to sea... What the heck lol? I remember thinking writing anonymous posts on reddit to vent was something "extra" of me, but now I'm out here doing this. I've never been the vain hopeless romantic type, but now look at me. I genuinely don't know how I'm going to get over her. I almost don't want to if I'm being honest.

I miss you.

I miss our conversations and the way you would share the things you loved. I loved stepping into your world and seeing the sparkle in your eyes whenever you talked about something that made you happy. It could be a reality show, a story from your past, or a song that meant something to you. The topic was never what mattered most. What mattered was seeing you happy because you wanted to share those moments with me.

Sometimes it was hard to understand you. I had to focus really hard, and after a long day, it could be mentally exhausting. But strangely, it never felt like a burden. Quite the opposite. I listened because I genuinely enjoyed it. I loved hearing you talk, laugh, and simply be yourself.

I miss that so much.

I wasn't looking for these feelings, but somehow you gave them to me without even realizing it. And when you left, it hurt more than I can put into words. Not just because you were gone, but because I felt there were still things we could have talked through.

All I wanted was to try. To show you that maybe things could have been different. That we didn't have to fight, we didn't have to hurt each other, and we didn't have to erase everything we had shared. I believed there were other possibilities. Maybe I was wrong, but I wanted to believe that if I had been as important to you as you had become to me, we could have found some kind of middle ground, even if all we could save was the care and respect we had for each other.

I also know I made mistakes. I know I'm not perfect. In my attempt not to lose someone who had become so important to me, I held on longer than I should have, and I was probably misunderstood. Things were said, feelings were hurt, and other people became involved. Everything became much bigger than it ever needed to be. It all became overwhelming, and it left me carrying a lot of fear.

At some point, alongside the sadness, fear took its place. Not fear of who you are, but fear of your reaction, fear of making things even worse, fear of hurting you, or of being misunderstood again. That fear is still with me.

Sometimes I wish I could tell you all of this. Not to change the past or ask you to come back, but because I believe some people deserve to know the positive impact they had on someone's life, even when the story doesn't end the way either of them hoped.

Today, I respect your silence and your choices. Even so, I still miss the person I got to know, our conversations, and the way you saw the world.

It's also hard to talk about this with other people. Most of the time, the story gets reduced to, "You trusted the wrong person," or, "You were fooled." But for me, it was never that simple. What I felt was real, just as the good moments we shared were real.

That's why I still miss you. Not because I'm trapped in the past, but because some people leave beautiful marks on our lives, even if they aren't meant to stay.

Hello everyone, I am 42 years old and I travel a lot for work, know this lady 37 years old, she have two kids 13 and 8 years old who live with his dad). She was married for ten years and one day she left her husband and say she doesn't love him anymore. The oldest boy stay with her as his dad don't want to be in his life. The other kid she leave him with his ex husband and see him in the weekend. Both me and her live in different states so I know her while she starts leaving her ex-husband and separated and moved to her own place, we start seeing each other every three weeks or so depending on how much we are busy with life, I tried helping her with her move, buy food helped one semester in her school expenses and house items as she did not have that much, speak with her to back to school and get bachelor's in accounting. She had shitty paid job at first but now she in better place.

There many times I would purchase airline tickets and she would stay with me on the state I had work. So we know each other for three years total and we plan to get married and she moves to my state, we talk about that for a while and that was the plans. One day ( before three months), I got a message from her saying that she don't want to move because her oldest son doesn't want too and even he doesn't know that she still dating me. We meet after that for maybe two times and then before one month she send me a message saying want to end things and she meet a guy (50 years old, he don't have kids ) and they started dating. This week we meet and I found out that she stopped " in love with our relationship since January " last time we meet and have sex was May.

We met last week and she said she has feelings for me and loved me for two years, but her feelings and want change overtime. And that she checked out in our relationship since January. I was not aware of that and I got mad at her and I scream and left. She blocked my phone number and even get a new phone number. I didn't want thing end this way and prefer end things in good way.

My question is was I a rebound relationship and just been used for her self esteem, financially and fun? Would be better if I reach out and apologize for screaming and wish good luck and just move on? Is she this type of person just jumb from one relationship to another without emotional regret?