I was married for 27 years and got divorced because my ex had an affair and then I found out he got her pregnant. So I closed myself off and put up a wall. Then I met this gorgeous, sexy, fun and great guy and slowly let my wall down. We lived together and were engaged. Yesterday he told me that he loved me as a friend, but wasn't in love with me anymore, because he couldn't deal with the fact that I was having some hard times with my son and his family and my ex and that I was always depressed and no fun. So I moved out last night. He showed absolutely no emotion about me leaving and almost seemed happy I was going. I always thought that if somebody loved you, they would go through good and bad times with you and not stop loving you. I guess I was wrong. I cried my eyes out all the way to my sister's house and woke up hurting more than I thought I would ever hurt about anyone. Why is it that men just move on and women take this all to heart and it breaks? I am getting to old to do this anymore and need to face the fact that I am going to be alone forever. It's really hard to trust anyone again. Sorry, but I just needed to get this off my chest. I truly wish that we could have talked and compromised about the issues we had and maybe worked things out. He didn't want to do that. So here I am, on my own, my kids live in PA and I don't see them often and am living with a broken heart. Not sure where to go from here....
