FWIW, I know his family business, I know where his shop is, I've seen his pictures there in reviews and mentions of him, I've sent stuff there to him before, I don't want to dox him, but I've seen him on a news segment there before, I have the address to his apartment, etc.
Had an appointment with my therapist today (so much for moving to only once a month) to talk about it. Came out of it essentially still feeling like taking the break is the right move, even though I fucking don't want to. It's the stress and anxiety more than anything. I feel like if we keep trying these little measures here and there that just prolong things and don't really provide and truly clarifying answers, I'm just going to continue having these melt downs and that alone will probably ruin whatever we have. I really, really don't want a situation where I constantly go back and forth wanting to really try with him one week, then the next week I'm back to wanting to take a break, then the next week back to wanting to try again. That'd be so fucking cruel to him and not particularly good for myself, either. Was told to take the weekend to think about it, though part of me is screaming to just do it now and get it over with. I think I might have even mentioned that early on that I wondered if I should just end it before we got too attached. I think it's the only way, otherwise I will destroy myself with the stress. I hate it. I fucking hate it. I already feel myself trying to distance from him because it just fucking hurts and more than anything, I just want to stop hurting.
This is dumb, but I'm a very sentimental person. When he came down to stay with me the first time, he left me his hoodie so he could hold me and keep me warm while he was gone. What the hell do I do with it now... Sending it back seems harsh. I can't have it with me if we break, it'll just keep reminding me. I'm worried if I try to put it away somewhere, eventually I'm going to find it again and the grief will rip me open. Part of me wishes I'd been decisive during our last visit and we'd decided to break it there. One last hug and kiss at the train station knowing it's the last, I give him his hoodie back, and he goes home and it's just clean.