Hi everyone!
So my car was broken into in the night and my purse stolen. I'd left it on the passenger seat because I live in the middle of nowhere (and I'm too trusting and clearly not very sensible at all).
The window is smashed. I've been pissing around all morning canceling cards and on phone with insurance etc.
These things come in threes... :-/ I wonder what's going to happen next!
I did have time to put my make-up on and see the journalist though. All good on that front. Things coming along nicely and we've got lots of people helping.
Just read through your comments with a much-needed coffee. I also now believe that he did it to teach me a lesson. He WILL have the proof. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so eager to tell me that. I don't think he'd have had the chance to get to the swapping numbers stage with someone. Unless it was a one-night stand situation. I'll never know if he's deleted his profile anyway.
Anyway, he has chosen to torture me over the last couple of days and that's not fair.
For those of you saying that it isn't a real relationship. I think it was. It was loving. I am a very busy person, but I was 7 years ago. I ran the animal charity shop then. We're just making a bigger and better one now. I had my family with me 7 years ago. I rescued cats 7 years ago. I had my real job (in publishing) 7 years ago. Nothing's changed. I haven't suddenly started ignoring him. I suppose it has always been a problem. The distance. My time. But when we're together, it is very loving. We're very close. We share our lives like a normal couple, I'd say. We talk, we laugh, we watch films, we go out to eat, we fall out, we take the mick out of each other, we spend time with our families. I don't what else there is I'm supposed to be doing.
I can't give him much more than I already do. We have sex every time we see each other (almost). I don't have 2 hours a day to talk on the phone. I can't have him here every evening. The kids have all sorts of activities. I'm always dropping off and picking up and washing clothes, cooking dinner, shopping and... well, you know how it is with kids.
I don't know. I just need time to reflect on all this. I'll read through the thread again. But I'm really not happy about being threatened with POF. It's cruel. It's as bad as going on POF to sleep with someone else. I'm cross with him. So cross. And very sad. I feel like 7 years has been wasted and I didn't see it coming! I thought he really loved me. I thought it was something real.
We live very rurally. It's hard to find people around here. I thought we had a connection on an intellectual level.
He does have bad depression. And I think other MH issues as well. I don't really know enough about it. He talks very quickly and gets a bit "high or exuberant" sometimes.
Anyway, got to go and pick up glass for the car now.
Thank you all for your input! I really appreciate being able to come here and get it all out of my system. I haven't said anything to my friends or family yet. :-( It's his father's birthday on Sunday. We're supposed to going for dinner.
He wrote this morning asking me how I was as if nothing's happened.