My girlfriend got married

(Names have been changed. I’ve also used ChatGPT to organise this. My head is a mess right now)

I’ve been in a relationship with my girlfriend, Ananya, since 2015. We loved each other deeply and had planned every detail of our future together, right down to the designs, outfits, and decorations for our dream wedding. We were so secure with each other—no insecurities, no doubts. We trusted one another implicitly, and I always believed that if something important came up, we would share it, no matter what.

But over the past 5 months, everything changed. It started when I noticed her sister Meera’s Pinterest account. Meera had two boards organized—one named “Ananya’s Wedding” and another named “Dream Wedding.” The “Ananya’s Wedding” board had sarees, lehengas, and floral decorations that matched the plans Ananya and I had made together. The “Dream Wedding” board had all the other elements we had dreamed of, including floral arrangements and a venue near a Kalyani (a temple pond). I didn’t confront her because we were both busy, and silence between us wasn’t unusual. We’d had brief periods of not talking before, but we always reconnected.

Eventually, I discovered the truth: Ananya got married in the first week of December 2024. But she didn’t tell me. She never even broke up with me. I found out through a story on Instagram posted by one of her medical school friends—the only friend from her circle who attended her wedding. The wedding took place at a huge venue in Bangalore called Kalani Vasthi, and it was everything we had planned for ourselves. I can’t comprehend how someone I trusted so deeply could hide something this big from me.

What hurts the most isn’t just that she got married to someone else—it’s the silence. She never gave me any closure. One day, we were planning a life together, and the next, I find out she’s living that life with someone else. I can’t understand how she managed to hide all this from me when we always had such a deep understanding of each other. Our communication was almost telepathic—we always knew what the other was thinking. And yet, she kept this from me.

We were that couple who always went out of our way to give each other personalized gifts. Birthdays, anniversaries, or even random days—every gift had so much thought and meaning behind it. She was the perfect girlfriend. And now, I can’t imagine her being with someone else. It’s tearing me apart.

She wasn’t a bad person, and I still can’t wrap my head around why she didn’t give me closure. Why didn’t she tell me anything? Why this silence? Our families knew about us, and my family still asks me how Ananya is doing. I don’t know what to say. Every time they bring her up, I fight to keep myself from crying. And here I was, saving up for us, working toward our future together like a fool.

Now, I’ve lost all faith in love. I don’t even feel like I have the motivation to dream about a future anymore. Maybe I’ll go the arranged marriage route because I don’t know what else to do. At the same time, I feel this urge to lift myself out of this mess. I’ve been so busy with work, but I’m thinking of starting to hit the gym in January 2025. Maybe I’ll try to lift this pain away and work through it.

But what really confuses me is why she did this. She didn’t invite most of her friends, didn’t tell me, and still hasn’t given me any closure. Her silence is deafening, and it’s left me completely shattered. And honestly, that venue was fucking huge. She could’ve easily invited one more person—me!

Has anyone else gone through something like this? How did you deal with the heartbreak, the silence, and the lack of closure? How do you even begin to move on from something like this?