I’ll never forget the day my engagement crumbled; it feels like it happened just hours ago. For months, I was over the moon, planning a future with the woman I adored. We’d picked a wedding date, shared the news with our families, and even started picking out little things for our home together. It was like living in a perfect dream, until it shattered without warning.

One night, my fiancée called and dropped a bombshell: she couldn’t go through with the wedding. I thought she was teasing, but the weight in her voice said otherwise. She said she needed “time to think,” and just like that, within a week, she was gone, no calls answered, no texts returned. When I showed up at her place, I was gently turned away. I was crushed. Sleep evaded me, food lost its taste, and I slipped into a fog of sadness. To top it off, whispers from others stung like salt in a wound, hinting I wasn’t “enough.” To read more click here now.