u/MasterPie2195

I’m dealing with some serious emotional whiplash and could really use a reality check.
A little while ago, I was talking to a guy who seemed incredibly consistent and mature. He used to check in daily, apologize if communication stalled, and eagerly share details about his life. It felt like a genuinely deep connection.
Then, almost overnight, the energy completely died.
I got caught in an exhausting loop of checking his profile daily to see who he added or whose photos he liked, trying to decode the sudden shift. To protect my peace, I finally drew a boundary and removed him from my Instagram.
While I know it was the right call, he hasn't bothered to text me on WhatsApp to ask what happened. The silence hurts, and I'm stuck fighting waves of regret.
How does someone go from caring so much to acting like you don't exist? Was the initial effort just for validation, or do people really flip a switch this fast? How do I stop missing the "past" version of him and accept the silent reality?

Hook, line, and ghosted by a "prospective husband." I was trying to heal after losing the LOML when this guy entered my life for marriage purposes. He talked a big game, used me physically and emotionally, and we literally just spent a night talking until 5:00 AM. Then, he retreats back to his city and goes cold. I blocked him to save my sanity, and his total silence proves I meant nothing to him. It’s a different kind of cruel to fake a future with someone just to use them and discard them.

My ex got married due to family pressure. We work together and haven't spoken in 4 months, but the daily silence is breaking me. Should I ask for a final talk

I (29F) am posting this because my mind is in a complete loop and I just need to get this out.
After a messy heartbreak, I finally felt ready to put myself back out there. I met a guy on js, and from day one, we were both incredibly clear that we were strictly looking for marriage. We talked for an entire month, and he completely sold me on the idea that he was genuine husband material. He would constantly tell me all about his home, his mom, his parents, and include me in his family life. I truly believed him.
Because things felt so aligned, we finally made plans and met up in person. The meeting went fine, but the moment he went back home, everything completely shifted.
Out of nowhere, he became distant. When I checked his social media, I saw he had suddenly started following a bunch of random, provocative girls on Instagram—girls who looked like they were straight off of dating apps.
When I called him out on his sudden distance, he dropped a bomb on me: "I miss my ex."
I was furious because I had explicitly asked him before we even met if he was over his ex—that is my biggest dealbreaker. His excuse was, "Previously I was over her, but after meeting you, I started missing her. I don’t know what happened to me, I’m depressed."
Immediately, my self-esteem took a massive hit. I started spiraling, thinking I wasn't enough. I told him there was no point in staying in contact, but then he flipped the script to play the victim, saying, "Why are you breaking my heart? If I talk to you like this, you will leave me."
Because I liked him, I fell for the guilt trip and gave him another chance. In fact, I gave him a chance twice, thrice. And what did I get in return? Constant breadcrumbing. He gave me just enough attention to keep me hooked but offered zero substance or real commitment.
I finally realized that despite all his talk about marriage and family, his actual mindset and actions were completely classless and immature—he belongs to the streets. Yesterday, I reached my limit, told him I wasn't getting any real effort back, and blocked him.
I feel so foolish for trusting him so easily. Why do people use their words to make you feel so special, only to turn around and make a fool out of you? How do you stop blaming yourself for someone else's emotional maturity issues

am in a living nightmare right now and I honestly don't know how to cope.
My ex and I loved each other deeply. He claimed to love me just as much, but when the time came, he couldn't stand up to his family. He gave in to the parental pressure and arranged marriage expectations, and now... he is married to someone else. Just like that, the person I imagined my entire future with belongs to a stranger.
As if the grief of losing him isn't enough, we work at the same company. I am forced to walk into the office and see him there.
Every single day is a psychological battle. I have to look at the person who promised me the world, knowing he chose the easier path instead of choosing me. I have to pretend I am fine, focus on my tasks, and handle office politics while my heart is entirely shattered. Seeing him around means my brain never gets a break to actually process the heartbreak. The wound is forcefully ripped open every Monday through Friday.
I feel stuck in a loop. I look around and it feels like everyone else is moving forward getting married, having kids, progressing and I am trapped in this office building, drowning in a failed love life and feeling like I wasn’t "enough" for someone to fight for. Some days, the emotional drain is so bad I don't even feel like working.
Has anyone else survived a workplace heartbreak like this? How do you protect your peace and force yourself to focus on your career when your trigger is sitting just a few desks away? I want to move past this pain so badly, but the daily reminder is killing me.