We were long distance from the start and both knew what we were getting ourselves into- I knew it would be hard but I was willing to put in the work. From the first day, I was convinced I'd found my soulmate- I'd never felt so comfortable and natural around anyone before. We saw each other every month or so when finances and plans aligned and I was convinced it was going to end in marriage. It was the happiest I've ever been. Last night, he messaged me saying that he's struggling with the distance (something not discussed before) and as I'm currently ill, I asked to discuss it over the phone in the morning. Alas, I didn't sleep a wink and cried for six hours straight waiting for a reply. The phone call was short-ish- he sniffled occasionally, telling me how he couldn't see it working whilst I sobbed and wretched, searching for any possible solution. In the end, I couldn't deal with it, so ended the call open-ended and went to stay with family as my mental health is fragile anyway. They were as shocked as I was, crying with me. I texted him to confirm that was in fact what he wanted, and have not communicated since. I'm broken. I've not been able to drink or eat, and I've spent 12 hours straight crying. I can't see things improving or me moving on. I don't want to; I can't imagine being with anyone else. Please help.