Just so you don't feel alone on this I'll let you know about my last year.
When I was 18 and about to leave the Navy, I didn't go because fell in love with a beautiful, and I mean the most beautiful girl you've ever seen (pic here http://i56.photobuck...9_g1F_5EB2d.jpg ). We did everything together for over 3 years, we were each others lives. All we ever wanted was to just be close to each other, counting down hours to seeing each other. I remember I'd come home on an evening and be surprised with a little present. You know, just out of no where she'd lets say pick up a post card of the chems if she was out somewhere knowing that I love them. And when she'd been at work I'd nip out and find make-up and jewellery she'd like and have that waiting for when she'd finish. We went through everything together. There was a few times very in the relationship I left her but she'd always fight to show me how special we were together and she made me realise how much I loved her. We were so happy together, literally every time we were together every problem we faced in our own lives would go away, just with a hug.
My Mum battled with alcoholism and eventually passed 4 months ago. Watching her deteriorate destroyed me. Over last x-mas Arguments between me and Rose increased and she began to hate my mum because of the state I was in. Rose didn't want to see it as a disease and as I've realised wanted to leave me. For another person I don't know. She started to fall out with me over nothing. This one time she told my friends, one of her friends was gay. It then got round everyone in the village and she left me for everyone knowing. In January, when Mum was in hospital I was told she was going to die. Rose didn't want to see me that night because she wanted to get stoned. All the years of love between us and being told my mum was going to die was devastating. She put off seeing me for a week after that. Mum pulled through, and Rose left me for the final time not too weeks after. The last time I saw her, she said to me she wanted us to spend more time together. I couldn't believe it, my heart was set on gaining my love back. As she left she blew my bonus from work and told me that she wished my mum was dead, and how much of a horrible woman she was and Mum didn't love me etc
I blamed my mum for the end of my relationship, and gave her a hard time up until 2 weeks before she died. I didn't realise Rose planned on leaving me. I wasted Mums last 5 months alive, I could of been there more and treated her better. I've gone off the rails worrying that I hurt mum because of Rose and me. My auntie told me the last time she spoke to mum, mum said how much she loved me.
I still have dreams of Rose and she's with another guy. I never spoke to her after we split up and 2 months ago she sent me a SMS saying "Ha ha your mums dead" because of something my brother said to her.
I don't understand how I can hate Rose so much yet miss her and still dream of her. I know deep in me she still dreams of me and thinks of me, she's bound to with us being such massive parts of each others lives. Everywhere I look around here I look and see something we did in that place. I don't know how to start moving on. I fear that missing Rose is fucking wrong for what she's said and done to me.
At the minute I hate her for destroying my love, my trust and my last months with mum. But as I say keep dreaming about her... Its sending me mad!
I know this won't really help you but your not alone with love problems... Just try keep your chin up, keep busy, talk to friends, take everyday as it comes and keep well!