I Tried the No Contact Rule. It Broke Me (But Did It Work?)

Okay, I’ll just say it: I was the guy who couldn’t let go. Everyone says, “No contact! Thirty days! You’ll get her back!” So I deleted her number, muted her stories, tried to act like I was totally thriving. Spoiler: I was NOT thriving. I was checking her Insta from a burner account at 2AM, writing and deleting texts like a psycho. But the weirdest thing? The silence actually made me see my own mess. Like, was I even happy with her, or just scared of being alone? I made a list—pros, cons, all of it. Realized I was needy as hell, never said what I wanted, and half the time I was just waiting for her to read my mind. When I finally texted her, it was the most awkward “hey” ever. But we grabbed coffee, and it wasn’t fireworks, but it wasn’t a funeral either. We talked, for real this time. Maybe we’ll try again, maybe not. But at least I’m not lying to myself anymore. Breakups suck. But sometimes you need to lose someone to figure out who you even are. #NoFilter #BreakupConfessions #AdultingFail #NoFilter #BreakupConfessions #AdultingFail #RomanticRelationships