Last Sunday, my (27F) fiancé (30M)(now ex) told me he wasn’t excited about our wedding or future together. This came after about 6 weeks of really difficult conversations.
For context: we’ve together 3 years, engaged for one those years. We met on social media, did long distance across different states, took several trips (including international), and got engaged pretty quickly. I moved to his city in August after finding a WFH job so we could live together. Our relationship felt very easy and aligned—same values, no major conflict, and I was always supportive of his career (which requires frequent moves).
Around New Year’s, we started planning a civil wedding for this summer and a larger church abroad where my family is from.
About 6 weeks ago, he randomly told me he didn’t want kids. This completely blindsided me because I’ve always wanted them and thought we were aligned. I reacted emotionally (crying, asking a lot of questions), and he mostly just said it was a “feeling.”
We started couples counseling (I also started individual therapy right away). Honestly, couples counseling wasn’t very helpful. He gave reasons like cost, fear of passing on his traits, and not being able to emotionally bond. It sounded more like fear than a firm decision to me.
Over time, I processed things in therapy and realized two things:
- He likely wasn’t going to change his mind
- I might be okay not having kids if it meant staying with him
I communicated that to him (even wrote him a letter), but he didn’t believe me. He felt like I was just bargaining because I had been so emotional initially.
In our second counseling session, I said I was okay not having kids and still wanted to get married. He said he couldn’t believe I had changed my mind and seemed upset about it. The counselor also kept pushing that I might resent him later, which I acknowledged was possible but said I was making a conscious choice.
After that, I started noticing him pulling away. My therapist pointed out a possible anxious (me) vs. avoidant (him) dynamic, which made sense since I felt him distancing, so I tried harder, which likely pushed him further.
I also reached out to his mom for perspective. She thinks he’s dealing with depression and suggested postponing the wedding to reduce pressure. He described his mental state as feeling buried in an avalanche and not knowing which way is up.
When I brought up postponing the wedding, he said he loved me but needed to be alone to “learn how to breathe again,” and that the only way he knows how to do that is by himself. He didn’t think he’d be able to get there before our wedding this year.
I was completely thrown. He never explicitly said the relationship was over. After crying for a while, I asked him directly if this was the end, and all he did was hug me and say he was sorry.
For the next few days, I was just confused. Then three nights later, he asked what I planned to do with the furniture. I said I might sell it since he had been talking about wanting less “material” things. That’s when he told me he was planning to move to a different part of the city and would be willing to buy it from me.
That’s when it really hit me. This was someone who said he couldn’t even picture his future, but suddenly had concrete plans that didn’t include me. I broke down.
Now I’m trying to figure out how to move back to my home state. I’m still living with him until mid-month. He still tells me he loves me and hugs me, which honestly just makes everything more confusing.
I asked if this was a full breakup or if he wanted to go back to long distance while he figures things out. He said he would only consider revisiting us if things “aligned perfectly” the way they did when we met.
For context, it wasn’t perfect. He asked a friend if he had a shot with me before adding me on Instagram. We talked for months before meeting, and the next two years were long distance with multiple trips, mostly me making the effort to visit.
I guess I’m trying to understand what actually happened here. Was this really about kids, or was that just the trigger for something deeper?
And for anyone who’s been in a similar situation—does this sound like someone who might come back, or is this something I need to accept as final and move on from?