I am in the same place that you are. It’s been six weeks for me too. Also, seven weeks since I lost my job. You are asking for help and I’m certainly in no position to give advice. The only thing I have to offer is that you are not alone in this. Others, such as myself, are feeling the same pain of rejection and abandonment. Like you, I felt for a long time that our relationship was not “right”. I had developed such a feeling of attachment to him and didn’t want to hear what my gut and my instincts were telling me. Now, I am in the process of detaching. Letting go – of the expectations I had, the hopes for a future together, the hopes that the passion would return. It’s so difficult. It hurts so much at times that I wonder if I’ll climb out of this black hole I’ve dug for myself. I try to remember that it wasn’t a waste of time and that I’ve learned things about myself and about boundaries and listening to my gut. I’ve learned that it’s not a good idea to invest so much in a relationship when I am not getting my own needs met. Seems like something I should have already known at 63 years young. Apparently not. I’ve found, for me, that writing down my feelings helps some. I just take pen in hand and start writing – about anything and everything. It’s almost as if I’m having a conversation with someone else and in the re-reading, feel I have learned something new. Also, I started walking every day – one foot in front of the other. I walk for a few miles and find I feel less anxious and despondent when I return. Small things. I remind myself constantly that he wasn’t meant to be mine – or he would be. I’m also trying to believe that perhaps I had to experience this because there are lessons in it. I’m sure there are. I wish you peace, Swan.