My FP told me he doesn't want to hold hands anymore; he doesn't want to have sex anymore. I feel like I'm being betrayed - I trusted him with my body and he treated it like a boy. I thought there was more to it than just this - nothing. There's nothing else keeping me afloat, nothing else keeping me safe. I want to punch a wall and cry; I want to feel sorry for myself even though I don't feel I deserve it. He says we can still hang out but I don't think I'd feel comfortable. I want to end it all, I swear to God. Any advice?