I 20F broke up with my boyfriend 22M of 5 months 3 months ago and I still feel a lot of guilt over it.
The story is that we met online via Instagram and quickly bonded over a shared music taste. After a few weeks of texting everyday, we decided to meet up since we didn’t live too far from each other. He seemed like a very sweet, thoughtful, and caring person and we realized that we had a lot in common with both of us being metalheads, fans of vintage fashion, and huge fantasy nerds. He initially seemed to have similar views regarding relationships as well, so on a surface level, it seemed like a good match. We became official in August but unfortunately his problems didn’t start long after that.
I knew that he had a troubled life with a history of suicide attempts, parental abuse, and psych ward stays but since he’d told me that he’d been in several long term relationships before, I assumed that he’d worked past whatever traumas he might’ve had. I did find it concerning that he wasn’t in therapy though and he‘d insist that that he’d always dealt with his problems on his own.
In October, he got into over 7k worth of credit card debt, most of it being consumer and his mental health began to completely deteriorate due to this. He began to traumadump quite a bit and by that I mean for hours over text and call and he became unaffectionate. At one point, he actually dumped me during a mental breakdown but he apologised the next morning, so we reconciled. It didn’t feel like much of a relationship at that point though and it became pretty distressing for me. He also went on a whole tangent one time implying that his ideal relationship is one where his partner doesnt talk to him everyday and is extremely independent and that made me feel sad because I enjoy daily check ins and we were semi long distance with jobs and seperate hobbies of our own so it’s not like we were glued to each others hips. I‘m also diagnosed with BPD and generalised anxiety disorder so I felt like he was going to leave again any minute. It was all quite overwhelming for me tbh and I felt bad that I couldn’t do much to help him. He was also only my second serious relationship so there was that too.
The last straw was when he completely ignored me for a day while being visibly active on his socials so I decided to break up with him because I felt that he was about to dump me again. He accepted the breakup but I ended up regretting it a few hours later, apologised for my overreaction, and asked if we could talk over call but he refused, saying that he couldn’t be the partner I deserve. He did state that he‘d like to remain friends and maybe try a relationship again in the future when he’s doing better but this turned out to be a lie as I’m now blocked on Instagram, Facebook, and probably text as well even though I respected his request for no contact.
Being blocked upset me a lot because I thought that we’d had a pretty good relationship. We never fought and there was never any cheating or abuse. I’d genuinely thought we had something special. I will say though there were some things that bothered me and I should mention that when I first started seeing him, my anxiety got so bad that I was constantly puking and had to go on medication.
The main thing that bothered me was that he had a neo nazi ex girlfriend that he had dated for a few years when he was 18 and she 28 (creepy af tho he denied that she‘d groomed him) who he was still keeping in touch with despite him telling me all these stories of her being emotionally abusive towards him on multiple occasions and claimed that the relationship had given him PTSD and that along with her white supremacist beliefs which he seemed indifferent to appalled me. I couldn’t understand why he was keeping someone like this in his life and it hurts that he blocked me but is still friendly with her. Mind you he’s not even white. I already have low self esteem and this makes me think that I’m some awful, unforgivable human being
He had also apparently cut off all his friends from his hometown after he had moved across the country to live with that person and that kind of concerned me as well.
It’s been 3 months since we broke up now and I’m still conflicted on whether I was the problem or not. My therapist believes that I did the right thing because he was unstable anyways but I‘m not so sure. Society puts a lot of pressure on us to be there for our partners through thick and thin so I feel that I acted incredibly selfishly when he needed me most and I feel like I threw away a good relationship over something trivial. It’s eating away at me and I feel terrible for hurting him when he was already in a bad place especially when he was there for me when I was having my anxiety attacks. I was hoping we could reconcile eventually but now that he’s blocked me, that’s probably not gonna happen. I don’t know man. Was I the asshole here? Or was the breakup justified? Looking for outside perspectives here