I have a very similar situation. We lived together for over a year. There was two years of friendship leading up to a serious relationship which we were ecstatically excited about starting. We had a house in the hills, did most things together and I felt what I thought was true love. She proposed to me twice, which meant the world to me, but I told her I want to take my time with that. Reason being I'm 31 and she's 20. I know she needs to mature. Unfortunately that means a whole lot of confusion. She broke up with me, saying we moved in too fast and wants to learn how to be independant and learn herself more. That day changed my life, we had about six weeks where I was working out what was really happening here. This is a very complex story as they all are and can't be fully explained here.
So we went back to dating informally. Had a ball. She's do 180 flips and fall in love with me again....only to flip the other way. Six months on she moved 2000k's away to sort herself out and live with her alcoholic mother with a husband she doesn't like. Again by text she finally told me she's been seeing someone. They met 8 months ago and she hated him at first then one day told me she is friends now because it was her girlfriends bestie and she had to be friends. They started spending a lot of time together and she always lied about it.
I asked her a few straight questions to get my facts straight and start the process of piecing it all together. She told me facts and I ended it with a text because she would not call me. She kept texting me and got her girlfriend to text me, said she was freaking out. At the end of the day she could never bring herself to call me about anything important.
Although everything she did encouraged me to hang on. She'd hold my hand everywhere we went in public, she'd cuddle me in the shop while I was trying to work. She planned dates. Every other day she was working on her new relationship even more. She even asked me to pack down the bed she'd been having sex on the day before she left. We fell asleep spooning in the couch for hours. I gave her a gold hearted necklace and she told me she loved me. She said not to take her to the airport as she didn't want tears. Really it was because the other guy took her.
This is a small snippet of how hard she could lie. Not a good person at all.
I gave away my MTB racing six months ago because I thought and still think that's where I went wrong. I was training twenty hours a week around full time work.
Now I smoke 30 cigs a day. I'm stoned before work and think degrading thoughts about her sexually. I gave myself permission to let myself go. It's the only way I can sleep at night.
Despite how she played me, she clearly doesn't love me. That's the end. I can think think about it all I like, doesn't matter. None of it mattered. She's dead to me and she took me with her.
It actually feels like she's climbing on me to reach the water surface so she can breath and I drown.
She's a wench and karma will take care of the rest I hope.
The crooked front tooth should have been the giveaway for me.
.....and I'm lost because I'm still in love with her, how sick is that. I never said one bad word to her or did anything mean, I never lied. I loved her with everything I had and it was wasted in the wrong girl. Now there's nothing left to give.
But i dodged a bullet!