Ugh. For context, my ex(??) partner and I had been together for a little over a year, and things started getting especially dicey about 2 months ago. I've been back in weekly therapy for about 7 months now and I started ADHD meds about 3ish months ago (honestly has helped a lot with regulation!). I'm far from perfect, but I can't express how much work I've put in to make this relationship work, but everything always seemed to boil down to "your disorder is making you feel big feelings" and "you need to do more work on yourself" - it was invalidating but I also know that I was the one with the disorder in the relationship, not him. He voiced not feeling certain about the relationship and questioned our general compatibility 2 months ago. From there, I tried so hard to prove that I was capable of listening, self-regulating, and generally showing up in the relationship. Everything became about proving myself to him.
Oddly, the more I tried, the more distant he got. Of course, that was particularly disregulating because of the whole "he is leaving me" fear, but I had a good support system to keep me grounded and keep me from making impulsive decisions. Everything came to a boiling point 2 weeks ago, when I was away for a family trip. I was far away, feeling out of control, and was looking for reassurance given his emotional distance (I know I need more reassurance than most, and I try to keep it to a minimum, but the trip was just a lot). He reached a boiling point and refused to talk to me outside of one daily business-email-style text essentially saying "I'm busy but have a good day". It freaked me out, but I let him have space.
He refused to see me when I got back, and wasn't too interested in talking to me on campus (we go to the same college, and share a class together). When we did talk, it was obvious things were going to end. I stayed over at his place for two nights prior to the breakup and things were actually okay for the most part. He had a therapy appointment Wednesday, and dumped me that evening.
I'm not sure what happened, but I didn't cry, I didn't beg. I felt so tired and so cold. I had packed up his things nicely and sent him home when I knew he was safe to drive. I removed him from everything (social media and such), let me support system know what was going on, called people, and went to sleep. I actually slept okay for the first time in months, and my appetite came back the following day with a vengeance (I thought the loss of appetite was from my meds and had lost like 15lbs during the whole thing, so that was shocking). I avoided him on campus (I wasn't mean, I just stayed away) and did my own thing. I made tons of plans with friends and felt okay.
He showed up at my house with flowers 48hrs after the breakup. I was worried about where he was at mentally, so I let him talk. He apologized and said that he made a mistake and had been reflecting on how much he had been doing wrong in the relationship. He said that he had let himself dissociate and it wasn't fair that I had been doing so much work on myself and he hadn't been. He wanted to do things right because he "woke up." All I wanted was to take him back and make it work, but I expressed my concern that he was only doing this because the change of a breakup is scary. He wanted me to come back over to his and stay the night, but (shockingly) I told him that I wanted to take things slow and think over a lot, and that he should do the same.
It's been a week now, and it's been liminal. I've done so much with friends, and have spoken to my family more than ever before. Things feel heavy when I discuss things with him. I feel a great sadness over the separation we have atm. He's upset because he has to make his own Halloween plans (we were going to go out with my friends, and were going as Raven and Beast Boy lmao), and he's upset that my friends don't exactly love him right now. Seeing him struggle with friends makes me feel so mean. My siblings said that I should be meaner, but I just can't.
I don't know what to do. I want to work on things with him. I miss him, but I've missed him for so so long. I'm mad that things feel so complicated this week with plans. I feel awful about not including him in things, but I desperately need the separation right now. I have so much love for him, and I care about him so deeply, but I'm so tired. I feel so regulated without him, and that sucks to admit. It makes me feel like I will never be able to have a successful relationship. I don't want to close the door on him, but I also can't disrespect myself again.
I'm sorry for the long rant, things just feel big and I want more outside opinions from people who understand my brain. Any thoughts are welcome :)