My boyfriend broke up with me 12 hours after meeting my family. It was a 5-minute phone conversation.

• I was dumped the day after we returned from the trip.

• I didn't have time to process our call until after dark.

• I was expecting more than a few minutes, but now I can move on.

At 11 a.m., he called me. I exclaimed, "Hello!" I have to leave by the deadline. What is going on?

We'd just returned from our first big vacation together, a cross-country budget-breaker for which we'd ditch the kids with our respective exes, and I'd introduced him to my sister.

He said on the call that he would like to do his own thing for a while. I asked why he would go on a vacation with me if he was going to call me.

He wants to date more after his divorce. He didn't give me an idea of this during our trip.

He was loving the entire time

I liked my sister's new house because it had a backyard grill.

I told him that the grill I wanted was the one he wanted. He told them not to buy a grill. I have a grill Grill at my house. Two days prior to this call, that was the case.

He looked at his fitness tracker. He said before we left that he gets a better sleep score when he sleeps with you.

He wants to spend more time with my children. I was recently added to his plan.

I didn't think this would happen. After a long relationship, this seems disrespectful. I hope you have a good time in your endeavors. I'm saying farewell now. I ended up hanging up.

Blocking him was my only way of moving on

I had to finish my breaking-news piece, volunteer teach two hours of theater to middleschoolers, drive a car pool, take the kids to swim lessons, make dinner, and then, hours later, let myself feel feelings.

I promised myself after my divorce. I swore I wouldn't be tied to an ex again since I was so close to him. I erased his phone number after I hung up.

I don't want him to be from my brain. The man who was kind to me when I was scared to love someone again, who never got frustrated when I had hang-ups that weren't his fault, and who told me I was beautiful and funny, will always be remembered.

I don't want a postmortem. I don't think it's necessary to hear his excuses.

Either they're not about me and I'll feel more disposable than I already do, or he will tell me the ways I failed him as a partner. I don't want him to see me sad.

I won't trust people who say they love me again. There's no man anyways. He was nice until the end, even though it was hard to trust him.

My freedom from having to listen to his voice on my phone again was the greatest gift I could give myself, even if he thought I was immature for blocking him.

I also purchased a grill.

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