I was with my ex for 7.5 years, from 21-28. The back half we fought, it absolutely was not working out, but the day she decided it was over, that was it. Blocked me, would not speak to me under any circumstance up to and including my aunt dying of cancer 6 months after (she knew this was coming). It’s been 3 years, and I’ve tried contacting her like 3 times. She had a new guy within 3 months, n bought a house with him a year n a half later so she definitely does not want to risk that. But still, it haunts me to know that after 7.5 years together, being her therapist for all that time (shit parents she cried to me about all the time) that she wont even say hi to me, hows life. The thought that this woman that i loved, and still to some extent do love would likely not shed a single tear if i died tomorrow, just typing that sends a deep and dark feeling over me that I would not wish on my worst enemy. I simply endure it, I don’t know that there ever really is “getting over” how crazy it is that someone who claimed to love me for that long could just one day not care in the slightest.