I wasn't planning on writing or even doing a video on this, currently I haven't done either - if you're reading this I've had the bollocks to actually press post. Which I doubt I have, but who knows.

I have been/was with my boyfriend for just over 3 years, we lived together for 2 years and in that time we had added two rescue dogs to our family and were pretty happy, until we weren't. Apparently. I use the word apparently because two days ago he came home and said "I can't do this anymore", and that was it. We had gone through the same thing a year ago and we worked through it and he didn't end up leaving, but I really fought for him, but not this time, this time I thought I would let him go as my pride would have been majorly damaged if I begged him to stay when he clearly wasn't happy anymore. 

We barely spoke about the genuine reason why as he said he didn't want to argue, and argue is my middle name so I stayed silent in the lounge whilst I thought he was picking up a few essentials to take to his mums, it was only when he had finally left I had realised he'd literally taken everything, even his dirty washing... which seems crazy.

I knew he wouldn't be coming back at this point, how many DVD's can someone watch when they need a break? As far as I knew he was only going to be gone for a week to gather some thoughts together before we spoke about what was going to happen and either move on together or alone. 

Here I am, on post break up day 2 and I still cry when I go upstairs because it literally looks like I've been robbed, everything looks bare because his computer is gone which obviously takes up a lot of space, a lot of the artwork was his so the walls are bare, and majority of my chest of draws are rattling empty, a bit like my brain right now. 

My question is, how the hell does life go on when you've shared most of your special memories with one person and done most of your adult growing with someone and they just go because "they can't do it anymore?", I obviously know that a break up isn't the worst thing in the world, but right now it seriously fucking hurts... any advice for the girl who can't even think straight?

L xxxx