My Girlfriend Dumped Me Right Before I Proposed Because Her Coworkers Told Her To. Then I Collapsed And Found Out I Have A Brain Tumor. Is She Back For Me Or Just Out Of Guilt?

Moving Out

I can’t return the ring, so I don’t know what to do with it. I might end up just giving it to her if things don’t work out after three months or longer. She said that most of our shared friends told her off and blocked her. Her parents are pissed, and her little sister hasn’t talked to her since the first night.

I said, “I’m sorry, but actions have consequences.”

I wished her the best, thanked her parents for all they have done for me, and hugged them. I knocked on her little sister’s door—I have known her all her life—thanked her as well, hugged her, and left.

I have four months left on my lease. I’m thinking of possibly moving when it expires. Tonight, I’m hanging out with a good friend, Mr. Johnny Walker, just for tonight. I will get my life going again tomorrow.

Update: I would have proposed tonight. Not sure if anyone will read this, but if things didn’t go down the way that they did, I would have asked her to be my wife tonight at midnight. Our first date was on Leap Day. We would have been married on Leap Day of next year.

Getting Back on Track

Updates: Hello people who have read it, this is a follow-up. I have had many people reach out and ask how I am and for an update. Thank you all for your love and support. To the Negative Nancy types (sorry if your name is actually Nancy), I hope you stub your toe in the dark one night going to the bathroom. This may be my last update on my situation.

I’m going to try to keep things in a timely order. After my last post, I tried getting my life back together. I had limited contact with my ex up until about a week ago—that’s jumping ahead though.

I did like I said I would: some self-reflection, therapy sessions with my therapist (who I have been with for a while), and hanging out with friends to get me back on track. It was working too. I got to the point where I wasn’t always thinking about Kate. I did feel down about things sometimes, but I was really getting myself back.

I also threw myself into my work, but my therapist said it was unhealthy, so I cut back to a more normal schedule. From what I learned about Kate during this time, she was also able to get into therapy. She quit her job and left in a way that burned all bridges to her ex-coworkers. Petty, I admit.

She has a different job in a different field and is planning to go back to school in the spring. She would ask our shared friends, who didn’t just drop her and were there for her when she needed them, if they had seen me and how I was. They would usually just say, “Doing well and living.”

I actually ran into her a few weeks after the breakup, and my heart skipped. She did not look like the woman I knew; she looked defeated and down. She was out with some of her other friends, and I could tell she was faking the smile and laughter. She did not see me. It made me sad to see it.

I still have the ring; it is in a safe spot. The box I made I was able to modify and gave it to another friend to use. She suggested I sell it, but I declined.

The Diagnosis

Overall, things were getting better. I was still going to hold firm on the no-contact rule, but life doesn’t always happen that way. Several things prevented that. We ended up seeing each other face-to-face twice.

One instance was at her little sister’s school play. I had pinky-promised her I would be there, and you can’t break pinky promises. The second was at a mutual friend’s birthday. We kept our distance but did small talk and blended into the environment.

Things changed for me in our situation about a week ago. I still don’t have much memory of the day, but this is what my friends have told me. For about a month now, I have been getting migraines right behind my eye. They would make my vision blur. Thinking it was nothing just stress and the events in my life, I ignored it.

I was out with two of my friends walking around, talking, and shopping. I wasn’t feeling well but was still having a good time. They said we were just walking along when I slowed down, wobbled, and almost face-planted. One of my friends caught me. I then had a seizure for about a minute.

Someone called the medics, and I was rushed to the hospital. Long story somewhat shorter, they ran a bunch of tests, and it turns out I have a brain tumor. I think it’s called a glioma. The doctors believe they can get it out. We are currently waiting for a second opinion. I’m still in the hospital and should find out soon when the surgery will happen.

My friends called everyone they could, including Kate and her family. She showed up with her family. I miss them. She was the first person I thought about when I woke up and heard the news. We have talked very deeply over the past week. She is actually my one guest I’m allowed to have. She has passed out on the uncomfortable seat-bed thing they have here.

I’m not sure what we are. I do still care about her and love her. The plan moving forward is that when my lease is up, I will not renew it. Her family has invited me to move in so they can take care of me. If things go well, after much consideration, I have accepted their offer. I won’t be able to drive for a while.

Honestly, I’m scared, but I have a good support team behind me. My affairs are in order for the worst-case scenario. Thank you for reading this far. I hope you all have an amazing day, week, month, year, and life. Please do me a favor: tell the people in your life that you care about that you love them and give them a hug for me. You never know what life is going to throw at you.