I've been struggling with something recently that seems to have reopened earlier traumas. I'm having trouble getting over it, even though it happened a year and a half ago. Long story short, I had a boyfriend I cared about very much; he was one of only two people I've felt close to my entire life. But our relationship ended terribly – I got pregnant, shortly before he was due to move away for a new job. We struggled to decide whether or not to keep it, then agreed I would have an abortion. After realizing I really did want to keep it, though, I told him so, and he lashed out at me and told me he would never be the father, he'd sooner kill himself than do so. So, out of fear and I guess some shock, I immediately went through with the abortion. I have regretted it ever since. I can't shake the feeling since then that I have no future, that there's nothing on the horizon and I will never have a family, and more importantly, nobody will ever want to have a family with me. Worse yet, even though I know I should hate this man for his behavior, I miss him terribly and find myself harboring hope that we'll get back together and work things out (he recently returned to my city). But he said seeing me just upsets him and makes him sad, so doesn't want any contact. I don't really know what steps I can take to move forward from this; I'm withdrawn, self-isolating and don't feel any connection or bond with other human beings. I thought this would change in a year and a half, but it hasn't. I get triggered any time a movie I'm watching features a pregnant woman, or someone announces they are waiting for a baby. It's a fact of life I just can't shield myself from. Worse yet, while I don't see my ex on a day to day basis, I work with all of his friends, all of whom know about the pregnancy. I have to avoid going to any social events for fear of running into him there, or being reminded somehow of the pregnancy (a lot of people in our circle of friends gossiped about it at the time). Overall, the situation I am in feels very toxic, but I don't see a way out. I was counting on myself to get over this after some time had passed, but that doesn't seem to be happening. Has anyone out there gone through a similar experience? Or maybe there are tips for dealing with this sort of thing? I've recently begun therapy but I don't feel any relief yet. Anyways, thanks for any comments/advice.