We were madly in love. Soul mates. Best friends. We had our own songs, poems, and movies. He'd write 5 page love letters like it was nothing.

Two months ago he told me the issues with world events, Covid, and politics made things too convoluted for him to make time for me (lol!), so he ended things.

I blocked him. It was the hardest thing I ever had to do, but I did it.

He has now been trying to reach out, but I have left him no opening. The receptionist at work, who is one of my best friends, told him I no longer work there when he called. My mother does not answer his phone calls when he tries to see if I'm okay.

He walked away from me, so I really have no sympathy if he's hurting now and wants to talk.

Context: I'm in my 40s, and have mentioned many times here before that I am WGTOW. I had no desire to remarry, but I loved having him in my life.

Regardless, he absolutely is not allowed to come and go as he pleases. So he is blocked everywhere and I'm nothing but a ghost now.