It's been 3 and a half weeks. I've been sad, I've been completely gutted, I've missed him, I've missed the cool things we used to do together, I've missed the way he used to idly massage me when he was in a good mood. I've remember how sporadic all those good things had become, I've remember crying hysterically on my bedroom floor over 3 years ago because I was terribly lonely and he was my only friend and he chose solitude. I've also been kind of relieved, relieved to be free to explore my feelings of attraction to other people, relieved to be free to dip my toes in the pool of casual sex (something I wasn't really done doing when I committed to this guy 6 years ago but put on hold to be with him because I thought he was exceptionally awesome).
I had to hide you from my facebook feed, I could see you reaching out to interact with people and I felt jealous. A mutual friend told me how down you'd been feeling lately and I felt bad about that too. I haven't stopped loving you or caring about you or wanting you to be happy. I don't doubt that the relationship was in a serious state of disrepair though and you said where your mental health is at the moment, you haven't the energy to put into fixing it. I'd put my needs on hold for so long because you couldn't deal and I loved you and I wanted to stay. No more, I guess, giving me radio silence was the straw that broke the camel's back, that coupled with a passing crush on a complete douchebag and the unshakable feeling surely someone could love me better.
Anyway, I still miss you. And I see you pop up in my facebook chat window sometimes. But you asked for no contact and I'm going to respect 100%, I don't want to do Anything to hamper the healing process for either of us, it hurts so much, and I just want it to be over.