Then he saw the video camera, realized it was a sting operation, melted down, clambered up Robert and hid in his neck, howling.
Oh, HAR. Sorry about the Death Cold. I have it too. No longer am I sneezing and sniffling, the Death Cold has quickly made its way to my chest for coughing and not breathing.
d- I am so sorry. I have been there, sort of. I mean, I definitely still loved my crazy ex when we broke up, but there was unhealthiness there that I didn't fully realize until I had followed my very painful hunch. And what felt like an amputation for several weeks eventually felt like freedom from what was Not Right For Me.
Huh. It was this time of year, too. I can't believe that 4 years ago I was still with him (well, we were on a break between Thanksgiving and the dat after New Years). Four years! I feel like I've lived a whole other lifetime in that time.
Anyway, not to make it all about me. But even though I am sure our situations are different, I do know how you feel, and if it is the right thing, it will soon heal.
t unsolicited advice
I'd keep contact at a minimum until the metaphorical bleeding slows though.
t /unsolicited advice
And, of course, {{d}}
Geee, thanks bt. The downpour just doubled in strength - I think I'll get washed away if I step outside. I'm trying to wait for a small break so I can run to my car.
Be strong, d. Don't call, don't write, just be strong. This has got to be awful, but if you really believe you're doing the right thing, stick to your guns.
I'm writing in word so that I can ramble but not regret emailing or calling. I still have 2 more times to see him, and then it'll be over. I wish I knew whether it truly was the right thing to do. I'm so confused now I don't know. But I think some space to reassess will be good for both of us. It's been the healthiest relationship I've ever had, but I want more out of life than he is currently prepared to give me, and I'm not sure he'll ever get there. I know I don't really post a lot here, so I'm sorry to sort of dump on the board.
d, this is what the board is for, so don't worry.
I think you are right, and space is good. And this:
I want more out of life than he is currently prepared to give me, and I'm not sure he'll ever get there.
Is a big thing, and a very real issue. With some time and space, things will be clearer.
I want more out of life than he is currently prepared to give me, and I'm not sure he'll ever get there.
This is huge. When you compromise on this, you can end up compromising yourself.
Heh. Snuggled by Super Porny Pants! Wahoo!
Grief is so weird. Sometimes I'll sob, and then I'll seem to be ok, and then I'll cry, and then I'll sob for like 5 seconds.... Lather, rinse, repeat. Ugh.
