Of course you had a chance
You had a chance and got several good years, right?
Well at least you got that far!
You must have many things going for you (as if any line of proof were needed) if someone was willing to date/be engaged to you for all that time!
Diary/personal reading is a gutting thing to do, I've done it myself. It absolutely messes a body up- primarily I think because we all have this secret idea that when a relationship breaks up that the other person is going to be secretly crying about us and thinking about us... and it just doesn't happen like that as we imagine it.
Hence we go off and read a diary or whatever and it's like hearing their voice as they happily skip through their world without a second thought, whilst we sit feeling like our heart's being torn out.
I guess I'm trying to say we like to think that another person's world maps onto ours in a very specific way... and often it doesn't. Don't forget also things written in diaries are not thought through, proof read or anything- they are there purely for:
"Oh I'm angry I'm going to vent..."
or
"Oh I'm happy! I'll gush about it!"
You get the idea
Don't take what's in there too seriously, its meant only as a private arena for someone to vent their thoughts without having to try and understand or reason with them so they represent a misleading picture of that person's motives and underlying feelings.
All that helped me was to realise that I was not heartbroken for him (her in your case obviously) but for the
idea of him... the fantasy and illusion we get wrapped up in with another person.
Of course that leads on to the next question of "If I'd tried to get my **** figured out earlier I might have had a real chance..." That one still makes my heart sink.
I don't know if that applies to you or not, only you would know that
If it does, all I've found for consolation is that it's hollow consolation... but you can't change the past. We just have to accept it and (hopefully) learn from it.
There's no reason the future shouldn't hold someone just as/more wonderful in all the ways you found her wonderful (just as I found Chris wonderful).
I don't believe in fate, superstition, luck (good or bad) or divine intervention. Things will only happen when I make them happen. So if I go off looking hard enough, there's no reason I can't find another special person.
That's what I keep telling myself when I get low.
Unload all you want
Just tell me if I'm not being helpful
{cuddles and icecream}