I haven't told my tale of woe, yet. So here it goes.

While playing an online guy I met this clever, funny and smart guy. We started chatting..and soon became friends. The friendship later blossomed into something more. An online romance.

We spoke on the phone and texted, nonstop. We had so much in common and totally got one another. I had never met anyone so much like me. 

Fast forward, three years later he becomes distant. Rarely calls or texted first.When we did talk..it was boring and labored and the text were even worse.

I tolerated this for far too long. Asked him if we were "good" and if he had moved on with anyone else. He said we were good and he was only seeing me.

Finally, Id had enough. I told him that I had been the one who had out the effort into calling and texts for the last few months and if he wanted to communicate he knew how to reach me.

Nothing till the next morning. He texted saying good morning and was going to make something to eat. Six hours later, nothing.

I told him I wished nothing but the best for him. Hoped he has a good and happy life and said goodbye. I immediately deleted the apps we used to txt ..and unfriended him on FB. 

This was on Tuesday. 

My suspicions have been confirmed by his silence.

He is the only man I have ever been in love with. Which is saying a lot because I was married for years and have many boyfriends.

I'm still in shock. My heart feels like it has been ripped out of my chest and stomped with logging boots. I'm in a pit of despair. All I want to do is lay in bed...cry and feel sorry for myself.

I'm not, tho. I'm doing my self care..looking for work and dealing with this as best I can. It takes a great deal of effort but I have to. I'm on Celexa for perimenopausal depression (which works great) and I know from experience that depression intensifies when allowed to do so.

That's my story in a crappy little nutshell.