I feel for the OP, and the others who have ended relationships too. I was with the mum of my kids for 7 years from 00' to 07'. In that time we had bought 2 houses, raised the 2 kids, had lovely holidays and all in all appeared to be heading into a really good future. September 07' she took me away for my 30th and I couldn't have asked for a better life. Exactly 3 weeks later she came downstairs in tears, just as I was about to tuck into a madras too, and said she was unhappy. One thing led to another and she basically said she didn't know what was making her this way, but she had to go. I begged, (like a fucking idiot), for her to stay, and she agreed after hours of talking. A couple of quiet and egg-shelled trodden weeks passed and I asked her one night if everything was no ok, which she said it was. The day after that she came home from work and said she couldn't do it and left. That was it, no explanation, no remorse, nothing. To be left like that, like the OP, is something I have not got over and never will. The best part was that just 6 months prior, she signed a £150k mortgage with me! No-one gets unappy in 6 months, not to the point they do that anyway. She is now engaged to be married in May, (to someone she 'met at work'). I am with someone else, someone more suited, we have 50/50 custody of the kids and live a stones throw away from each other. My mrs gets on with her, and I get on with my ex's fella. We go out for meals even!!! My point, OP, is that life will move on for the better for you and no matter how low you feel, it will work out for the best, you wait and see. Chin up blue brother. (Note to my ex: Although we get on, you're a fucking whore and Karma is round the twatting corner, watch and learn. You also owe me £7.50 for that madras!!!) Ahem!