I'm at my last, guys. I never realized how weak I can actually be.
As some of you remember, I began dating a girl over 3 years ago. Got engaged to her, were planning to get married some time this year.
We spent 24/7 together. I live in the house next door. I was her very first, when she was 15 turning 16 and I was 17. It was pure, innocent love. We grew up into adults together. All of our first experiences were together... high school prom, car, school events, pride parades...our whole life was based on each other. There wouldn't be a minute of the day we weren't thinking of each other. We knew 100% we were soulmates. I found her online, while living in New York, while she was in AZ...my family was planning to move here and I was planning on finding a few good friends and potentially a gf as well. I was female then, identified as a femme lesbian (by force...I had no idea what T was).
1.5 years into our relationship, I began my transition, and we both cried heavily through it, but she accepted me in the end and said no matter what, she is by my side til the end. She loved me as a man socially, but in person loved my body as a female's (and I had NO problem with that!).
Now, we always had conflicts. We clashed all the time... she was immature for her age, being that she was locked up in her house until she met me. She had no family life. She was alone, and depressed from it. I pulled her out - I brought her into the big world. I took her to museums, art shows, movies, restaurants, parades, cultural spots... EVERYWHERE. I lived for her. I cared about her more than anyone in her life did for her (she lived with her mom who couldn't care less about anything, even her health).
Now, she had severe emotional insecurity. She obsessed over me, and it suffocated me...I wasn't able to study. I lost 3 years when I could be finishing a university right now at 20 years old. Everything I did was not enough for her...she was very whiny, irritable, and complained like a little girl. I could never satisfy her...but I knew she loved me deeply. We could never go apart for more than 2 days...we would run back into each other's arms, re-spark our romance, and both laugh that NOTHING could keep us apart. The problem was...we were two entirely different people. Me, I was all about education, high goals, school, painting... intellectual activities. She did not seem to enjoy what I did...for her it was basic...go to a fast food place, see a movie, go home and lay in bed talking/cuddling. Sure, that could be enjoyable once in a while...but that was enough for her. Now, I ignored all of that because I loved her. I was EXTREMELY attached to her (and still am). It was blind love, because I knew we were on two completely different levels...everyone told me. Family, friends, relatives, psychologists...they told me it would not work. We have different goals in life. I didn't care...
I would become angry at the people who would tell me she is not fit for my "level". I wanted to bring her up, give her an amazing life, supply her with knowledge...get both of us into universities... but everyone told me, "what are you doing? Can't you clearly see that life is not for her?". I stayed with her too long......because I could not let go.
Now...20 (me) & 18 going on 19 (her). 3 weeks ago...I had to study for a huge final at college, and said I couldn't go to the movies...she found someone online to go to the movies with, a 25-26 year old ghetto white lesbian who is drunk all the time and looks as if she does more. My ex girlfriend instigates a fight with me over me not going with her to Walmart...saying I don't provide her any "support" while she drives me everywhere because I don't have a car. Childish stuff, you see? Sure, she did PLENTY for me and my family, and we did just as much back in different ways. We provided her with love. I cooked for her daily, for hours, spent 4+ hours a day with her even while in college...and gave her emotional support. It was never enough. That day I just woke up after my final school day and wanted to kick it in bed, it was early in the morning. Ever since that day, she's been disappearing late into the night, and eventually began coming home only in the morning (she parks her car in my driveway).
She breaks up with me. She puts me to my knees. I cry hysterically for her and she says she "gave up" on us and is NEVER returning to me until we die. I've been begging for her back as an idiot. 2 days ago, I beg her to finally tell me the truth. She says "we are done. I am interested in this new girl"...yet she was denying it for the past 3 weeks and would EXPLODE on me whenever I mentioned her having a new girl. This new alcoholic girl led her away, talked crap about me, and stole her. Of course, she is not the one to blame...my ex is.
I'm ill. I've been ill for the past 3 weeks. I can barely eat, I have severe panic attacks like never before. I cannot imagine this person, this girl I grew up with pretty much would do this to me out of nowhere. The day before our breakup we were at a restaurant laughing enjoying our time. I cannot bear the thought that she is sleeping with this horrid woman. This 25 yr old gives her alcohol and whatever else...she's been drunk lately and admitted to it. She's using her for her body! I do not mean to sound shallow...but she really, really, REALLY lowered her standards. My family says she found her perfect match. That this was supposed to happen, because we are way too far apart on a scale. I can't get that into my head... I can't do anything anymore. I have university starting in the beginning of August and I am half-dead. I wake up in the middle of the night in panic. She was my closest friend, my lover, the person I was with 24/7 until now. I have never been as close to anyone as I was to her, and neither has she. She NEVER EVER EVER showed any signs she would be capable of doing this to me. I always saw her as an angel...because she acted like it. Everyone tells me she is going back to where she came from...how her family is .... (she has a very bad family past)...and that I gave her a taste of love, sex, and romance...and now she wants someone who is stronger than me by will, yet below HER level.
I'm dying. I'm dying on the inside and my body is just weakening. I'm sure some of you can understand how this betrayal feels....... especially my trans brothers...because it feels as if no one will ever love you again. How can people change in an instant?!!! My family was her family. She was my family. We were everything to her and she was everything to us.