Skip to ***** for the sexy bits.
This happened last year. A little background. I had found out that my (ex-ex?) fiancé Bree had been asked out by another guy, Jason, around the same time I had asked her out. She chose Jason. I felt like I was just her consolation prize so I just ended things with her. She begged me to stay, but I said we needed space.
I spent a few weeks throwing a pity party for myself. I still went to work, went through the motions, but I had started crashing at a friend’s house. I saw another poster on r/relationship_advice with a scenario similar to mine, but the poster was the woman in this case. She essentially stalked and harassed her fiancé while Bree left me alone. I then spent several hours just going through all our photos and videos while listening to our relationship anthem, [Let Her Go]( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RBumgq5yVrA) (ironic), all the while crying my eyes out and calling myself a loser for letting her go.