He knows I have anxiety, and BPD, and really bad abandonment issues. We got into a fight two days ago, we both said really shitty things, and I haven't heard from him since...nothing. I've texted, called, begged. I've gone through hell and back with him after finding him dead of a fentanyl OD (paramedics revived him) in our bathroom and stuck by him. All I needed/wanted was a text, one word, a sentence, a response, anything to tell me where we stand. Just tell me if we're over, tell me if you don't want me, tell me if you're leaving....not knowing is killing me. How can he do that? I wouldn't do that? It feels cruel. If he needed space, tell me. Just tell me. Why would he do this?