Okay, he didn't dump me. I dumped him.
But he was being very distant and flaky the days leading up to it. When I told him that I was going to randomly drop by and pick up my things (because I sensed that that's where things were headed......) it made him finally tell the truth. Because of the time away from each other (a month), it made his feelings for me evaporate.
And then tried to do the F*ck Boy "Look, we had fun, you're a great time, what started all of this was the Quarantine. Sorry. I', gonna go now, I can't text and drive."
You could call me and drive when you liked me. But whatever.
I told him that for the sake of his next relationship, he needs to grow some patience, stop thinking about himself and his needs all the time, slow down, and that I wasn't mad at him. I was just disappointed.
Never heard from him again.
So.....I'm gonna die alone. Thats the thought process.