She keeps dropping hints about me moving there. I will not move.
Good.
Out of curiosity, how much are you responding to her texts?
I know how you feel. It's awful. What I've found helpful is that I picture moving forward with a door behind me, slightly cracked open. I'm not next to it, looking through it. I'm not responding every time I hear a voice that's not telling me something useful. And I keep moving forward, looking back infrequently. Less as I go.
I think that's the best you we can do. Build a life without them and maybe they'll have improved someday enough that we might want to invite them back in our lives. But there's no need to angst about that; we'll decide if we get the opportunity, and we'll accept no half-measures.
And though I may sound strong in advice, I feel sad and have down days, wonder about my inherent lovability, and wonder why it feels like I can't just have stability and happiness. And I know the answer is that I am loveable, and I'll get stability and happiness when I build those myself and stop looking externally.
