One week everything felt solid. We talked about moving in together, maybe even kids someday. The next week, he vanished. Blocked on every app, every platform. No explanation, no fight, nothing. A few days later I found out why. He’d gotten married. Not engaged, not dating someone new. Married. To someone else. While we were still together. I felt like I’d been erased. Years of memories, weekends away, late-night talks – all meaningless to him.
Friends kept saying, “Move on, he’s trash.” Easier said than done. I couldn’t sleep. Kept replaying every conversation, looking for clues I’d missed. Tried dating again, but every guy felt wrong. His name popped up randomly – someone mentioning him at work, a song we loved playing in a café. I even dreamed about places we’d been. I told myself it was just grief doing its thing.
Then one night a mutual friend called, voice shaking. She said he’d been blowing up her phone, asking about me constantly. Wanted to know if I was okay, if I was seeing anyone. And then he admitted something weird: he dreams my name almost every night. I didn’t know what to think. Part of me felt validated. The rest just felt tired. Read more https://drbokko.com/?p=36301
