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So my gf of half a year just "broke up" with me. The reason for the quotation marks comes from the fact that, I believe, that I don't think she really wants it over and that I can fix whatever the issue is. See the past two years of my life were awful. I constantly had suicidal thoughts, never attempted, and had restrictive anxiety and depression. Some weeks I wouldn't leave the house for four or five days, skipping my classes. Things got slightly better last summer when I met a psychologist and was prescribed with Efexor. I took 150ml a day, and my issues remained, but we're very slightly diminished. Then I met my gf. She was my first and I was her second by, so I didn't really know what to do for the first couple of days of officially being together. My life improved drastically too. I overcame my depression and anxiety, got my grades back up, and overall I was truly happy for the first time in two years. Things got better, I took her on dates, became good friends with her friends, everything a good bf does. Except I never hugged, kissed, had sex, or held her hand. I'm not entirely sure why I never did any of these things, but I think the fear of doing something wrong and ruining everything played a part. But that was the only thing I stressed out about, everything else was perfect. Then our relationship went downhill. We began to talk on the phone less, and we went on less dates. Then she told me that what we had, she wanted to stop. She said it was her and that it wasn't anything I did, or wasn't doing. I didn't ask her about specifics, I was still in shock, but I remained calm. Then I went home and promptly took 8 times the amount of Efexor prescribed.