I’m terrified that she hates me or worse doesn’t even think about me. Unless she suddenly decides she doesn’t want kids there isn’t a way to reconcile. She’s doing foster care on her own now, I guess it’s possible it turns out not what she signed up for.
This one really did a number on me. We broke up five months ago and I’m still not over it, like at all. This is a horrible thing to say but I’m having a harder time now than when my mom passed away. My therapist texts me every morning to make sure I’m still alive FFS.
If it's eating you up so badly, you have nothing to lose with texting her. Worst case, she ignores it or tells you she isn't interested. About 6 months ago, I had reached out to a girl I dated about 3-4 years ago because I felt I really, really f***ed up with not pursuing her harder. Just something about seeing if she was interested in reconnecting. She got back to me a couple days later saying she was flattered, but that she was seeing someone. I went from thinking about her constantly to her not even being a blip in my brain, almost instantly. All of the potential "what-ifs" dissipated in that second and it almost felt like a weight was lifted. I wasn't sitting in a purgatory I created for myself and while it wasn't the response I was hoping for, at least I knew I could re-assign that headspace to other things.
My friend asked me a good set of questions when I mentioned to her that I wanted to reach out to a recent ex: Why are you doing it? Is it to provide closure? For who - you or her? Is it to keep the door open in the future? Is it to provide comfort (and for who)? I said to my friend that I felt my ex deserved a more thought out explanation of things, as the break up caught me off-guard. My friend responded with something along the lines of I didn't have to explain myself after the fact, if she wasn't willing to have an honest conversation about things before breaking up with me out of the blue. And after doing some more reflecting, I realized that I just wanted to hold on to something that had become familiar/part of my routine. I knew we weren't terribly compatible, but I was lonely and thought a relationship was the fix.
Another, slightly more distant ex and I (that I had made a couple posts about in this thread) broke up for similar reasons to you and yours: she wanted 2-3 kids, I wanted 0. For basically all of 2023 I would get these terrible, almost-daily pangs of missing her because I thought she was a perfect match for me. And maybe she was on a personality/temperament level, but the idea of starting a family was too big of a bridge for us to gap. Time and meeting new people has lessened those pangs, and while they still do happen occasionally, I've been able to accept that things weren't going to work out between us, and that there is someone somewhere whose ideals line up with mine. Chances are it's gonna be with someone new, not a retread.