Yep. I got broken up with. We were together for two and a half years and he just ended it. It was horrible. He drove me around for over an hour while verbalizing his thoughts as he decided whether or not he was going to break up with me. I’d rather have been dragged behind the car by a chain than go through that. And the worst part is I can’t even hate him. I’m in love with him. I’m in love with the future we had planned. Even after he’s broken my heart all I want is him, my best friend, to hold me. I feel so pathetic! I feel like an idiot. I was all in with him. He thinks all of his problems will melt away without me, but at the same time said I was the only thing keeping him from excessive drinking and chain smoking? I’m supposed to be the love of his life, but he thinks he’ll be better off without me? All of these things were said less than four hours ago. Even when our relationship was really hard on me I never thought I’d be better off without him. He gave up. He gave up on me.