I didn’t feel like I do now after my coming out affair ended, and I definitely didn’t feel this way after I ended it with the drunk. Then I was ecstatic, which wasn’t all that good because I started communicating with my ex pretty close to right afterward. I need some down time to just reflect on what I want before I date again. I didn’t do that last time around, which is why they were both controllers, addicts in their own ways, and not communicative.
I need to be outside. I need to laugh like I did tonight. I need stimulation and connection like I had over coffee. I need to be attracted to a girl and for her to find me attractive too, so we can have that chemical hit when we connect. I learned today while reading some research that when you get away, vary your routine, or add a lot of laughs and ease that you can have sex like you did in your first year within your ltr. That gives me hope. Also hopeful is that I have some new friends who deeply love each other and have been in an ltr for years. I want that. I don’t like the fade.
I also don’t like feeling sad. It’s finally completely over, and I know it. It’s different this time and we probably won’t see each other for a really long time. The latter is ok because then I’m hoping that her rage toward me has subsided somewhat.
I’m culpable only for not wanting to put up with ill treatment, but she’s not used to anyone challenging her or even disagreeing with her. I’ve watched her say, “He is pissing me off calling all the time. I think that he just needs me more than I do him,” about her best friend, and I have seen her have periods of silence with her manager wherein it just has to blow over because she does not budge or try to talk through work conflicts. That’s what she’s used to. In fact, I recall when we were working in a couple’s book that she had never been broken up with ever anyway. And I didn’t really break up with her, because she started this dance over a year ago and I just buckled and started agreeing with her after three-months of break-ups.
Being pushed away just is deadly. I was so demoralized for so long and really wondering why I was such a bad person? I do think that you can be mismatched with someone, but really I do think that some people just naturally find faults. I don’t want that because I really have a belief that everyone is doing the very best that she or he can with what they’ve got. That belief includes me, because I always try the very best that I’m able.