This reminds me of when my girlfriend broke up with me a little over a year ago. She hooked up with some random guy two weeks after she broke up with me. She just "wanted to be wild" and we were both each others firsts. The idea of her being with different men was very violating to me because she was very special, and sweet and innocent and iloved her. Now one of her boyfriends decided to marry her, and she took my dog and im left with nothing, but six years of build up...for nothing. I'm still in pain every day. Especially since she took the dog from me. All of my grandmother's died at the same time one month after she left me, i needed her most then, but instead i was alone. her breaking up with me was the scariest experience of my life. I was 27 at the time, we had dated since i was 21. She turned 30 c ouple months ago so she was a little bit older and a lot more mature. All i have left is a feeling of guilt, and violation and the sense that i lost the best thing that i ever had. i wake up looking for my dog everyday, adn sometimes in the night i call out for her and no one is there.
When she broke up with me she started going to grief counseling for people that have lost a loved one to death. I was a ghost. Still am.