Broken

Not long ago I was engaged to someone who made me feel so special. I thought we were gonna build our lives and our futures together no matter what. In the beginning it was perfect. He made time for me, took me out, introduced me to all his friends and family, he showed me off to everybody, he was even right there in the room with me when my father passed. I was even there when his stepfather passed. Even took me to his home town in Kentucky when hurricane Irma hit us in Florida. And later when my alcoholic mother and I were fighting really bad, his family took me into their home and helped me get my shit together again. On our one year, he proposed and we were so happy. But after I had moved in things changed. We learned about each other flaws. He was interested In his music which was great and I supported him all the way but he made no Time for me anymore. He didn’t make me feel like a princess anymore. Almost like he wasn’t attracted anymore. No matter how much he promised he wouldn’t leave and that he still was attracted to me and loved me, I Knew in my gut the end was near. He had quit his job and he wasn’t trying very hard to find a new job. I was the only one working and it was getting expensive to support the both of us on my minimum wage income. I begged for him to stay with me because I needed him after all we’ve been through together. Everyone told me to leave him. I couldn’t. Even though I wasn’t very happy anymore. I was heartbroken before we even broke up. Used to cry myself to sleep in fear he’d leave. And then he did. We were together for two years. To some people it might not be much but we went through so much together in those two years. I’m broken and I don’t know where to go from here. He won’t talk to me and he acts like I’m just not there and plain erased me from everything. Like we never even happened. Won’t even tell me how I can come get the rest of my stuff. Where do I go from here? I feel like I’ll never get over this I just want a start over.