My (23f) bf (22m) has told me he no longer loved me.

For some time now, I have noticed that our love and flair has been dwindling. I’m not surprised, but still very hurt and distraught.

The three years we spent together was probably the one the happiest things that happened in my life. It was my first serious relationship and the first that I felt genuine love, support and care from anybody. However, those happy moments did not outlast the sad ones.

The past 2 years my boyfriend has been dealing with alcoholism and a good amount of that time was spent arguing and pleading with a man in denial. Our arguments increasingly got worse over time and each time ended with me giving him an ultimatum. “It’s me or the alcohol.” It was a cycle— him choosing me, both of us apologizing for the way we acted, he goes back to drinking more and more, etc. on constant repeat for the last two years. I cant explain to him what it’s like to love a sober man and not the piss drunk him. When in his eyes, he doesn’t abuse me.

Last month, right before the whole coronavirus blew up. We got into a humongous fight. We both said unspeakable things, but it was a result of once again him being very drunk. I ended up going to my parents place and for about a week, we were “broken up”. I ended up going back because no matter how much I love my family, their home was no longer my home. I missed my place and frankly, I missed my boyfriend too. I became soft in the heart when he called me to say he was sorry and that we will really work on this relationship...

At the end, I guess we couldn’t because when I asked him what he really wanted from me, he told me that he resented me for going to my parents. He told me he no longer loved me. I wish I could help him and his addiction, but I’m no doctor. I am utterly so heartbroken because without his addiction, I know that we would have been soulmates.

Tl;dr; My bf no longer loves me, he loves his addiction more.

Submitted April 24, 2020 at 11:59PM

For some time now, I have noticed that our love and flair has been dwindling. I’m not surprised, but still very hurt and distraught.The three years we spent together was probably the one the happiest things that happened in my life. It was my first serious relationship and the first that I felt genuine love, support and care from anybody. However, those happy moments did not outlast the sad ones.The past 2 years my boyfriend has been dealing with alcoholism and a good amount of that time was spent arguing and pleading with a man in denial. Our arguments increasingly got worse over time and each time ended with me giving him an ultimatum. “It’s me or the alcohol.” It was a cycle— him choosing me, both of us apologizing for the way we acted, he goes back to drinking more and more, etc. on constant repeat for the last two years. I cant explain to him what it’s like to love a sober man and not the piss drunk him. When in his eyes, he doesn’t abuse me.Last month, right before the whole coronavirus blew up. We got into a humongous fight. We both said unspeakable things, but it was a result of once again him being very drunk. I ended up going to my parents place and for about a week, we were “broken up”. I ended up going back because no matter how much I love my family, their home was no longer my home. I missed my place and frankly, I missed my boyfriend too. I became soft in the heart when he called me to say he was sorry and that we will really work on this relationship...At the end, I guess we couldn’t because when I asked him what he really wanted from me, he told me that he resented me for going to my parents. He told me he no longer loved me. I wish I could help him and his addiction, but I’m no doctor. I am utterly so heartbroken because without his addiction, I know that we would have been soulmates.Tl;dr; My bf no longer loves me, he loves his addiction more.