I feel so conflicted. He would spend so much time with me, often staying at my place for a week at a time, would cuddle me and say he loves me and kiss me so sweetly. He wanted us to move in together and was going to buy us a house. He wanted to pay for my education, a gesture that was so kind I couldn’t believe it.

On the other hand, he had a porn addiction and didn’t care that it bothered me when he secretly looked at porn in bed. He lied to me several times about important things. He never took me out on, only bought food when I asked several times, even though I cooked for him all the time. Looking back it was extreme low effort on his part. I could count the number of orgasms I had with him on one hand, while he had several in a day. I broke up with him a week ago, and he sent me a picture of him talking to a girl in his back yard (we used to chill there) minutes before my abortion was scheduled (Thursday). I’m a mess, I don’t know why. Can someone offer some advice? I don’t want to keep talking to my friends about this. They’ve never been in relationships where they were in love with the person.