I ended it. He agreed. Why am I so hurt?
Been seeing a guy these last few weeks. Things got very serious very fast - we spent a crazy amount of time together and by our third date he was telling me how much he liked me. Our intimacy and closeness has been off the charts - many nights spent together having deep conversations in bed, talking about our fears, passions, ambitions - you name it. Today though, I decided to end it. I realised that I couldn’t see him as part of my future (for various reasons I won’t get into), and because I’m toward the end of my 20’s, I’m having to think of the longer term with dating rather than just something temporary and fun. For some reason though, when I told him this I was so taken aback by how much he was in agreement. I felt my ego being bruised so badly. It’s crazy to think how much I wanted him to disagree - despite knowing this would make things harder for me in the long run. Deep down I wanted him to fight for me and feel sad about me ending things? But it turns out he was completely...