I’ve been with my boyfriend for two years now. He’s my best friend and everything I’ve ever wanted. We were about to move into a new house, had a vacation planned for next week...and then we went out for a couple drinks after work this evening and when we got home...he ended it. 

I love this man more than I ever thought possible. We’ve been through a rough beginning, long distance, and then living together. He moved into my place when he found a job back at home, and my mom thinks he might be panicking at the idea of US having a place, not just him staying in mine. That’s what this whole thing feels like...I was so completely blindsided and it’s like he just panicked. Everything up until the time we got home seemed perfectly fine. Or I’m just that much of an idiot. I’m just honestly in shock...other than crying and puking, I can’t feel anything. How could I just fucking MISS it. To be that damn stupid...years gone now.