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The bag filled-had to end it!


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Hi everyone - I'm new here, so please be gentle. ;) I just ended a two year relationship last week (it will be one week tomorrow). There has been no contact other than his one call to me last Thursday to see if I was OK. Even though it was I who initiated the break up, I was quite hysterical when I broke the news to him. He came over and ended up comforting me - he rubbed my back, stroked my hair, and told me that everything was going to be fine and I didn't have to explain myself, etc. We talked about all the things that went well in the relationship, as well as all the problems. He recognized that it was something that I had been thinking about for awhile, but also acknowledged that he was unwilling to change his behavior to improve the relationship (or at least meet me halfway). This of course made me realize that I was making the right decision.

 

The day after was the hardest; I cried my way into work and kept breaking down on the sly throughout the day. The following day was much easier (only cried once) and the day after that I was tear-free. Yesterday was hard (it being a holiday it made me miss him more), but other than that I've been feeling surprisingly fine. Since last week I've been thinking about him all day, every day (probably more so than when we were actually together), and when I think about him it makes me miss him, but I don't regret my decision.

 

I have to say, this is all very new to me. This was the longest relationship I've ever had, and I always thought that if I broke up with this particular person I would be damn near non-functional because we were together for over 2 years. That hasn't been the case at all. Yes, I am sad about it, but a part of me is glad that it's over. I think deep down I knew he was the wrong guy for me - he left me alone every Saturday night so he could party with is friends [and never invited me!], etc., but I stayed because there was just enough there to keep me in the relationship. Then I started hating myself for compromising so much when he wasn't compromising ANYTHING. The bag filled, and I had to end it.

 

People of course want to start setting me up with their cousins, nephews, etc., but I honestly have no desire to even THINK about dating right now, and I don't see it happening anytime in the near future. This whole relationship has made me question my ability to judge a man's character. Maybe I need to read that book "He's Just Not That Into You." :cool: [Anyone read it? What did you think?] I'm thinking that was the case all along and he just didn't have the balls to end it himself. Hmm...

 

Anyway, that's my story. Hopefully this didn't come off as too whiny/bitchy, etc. I wish you all the best in your healing process. Take care! :) -Kittie-

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