Not really an AIBU but I just need to type this out as I’m emotional.
I had a long distance relationship for 7 years. I won’t go into the details because it would be the longest post ever, but I’ve never felt like that about anyone before, and thought we’d somehow be together forever. I gave myself completely to him emotionally. Kids meant we couldn’t uproot families.
18 months ago, he ended it because he wanted someone physically with him, and he started seeing someone else. He didn’t betray me or treat me badly. We tried so hard to find a way to make it work, but couldn’t.
We tried to stay in touch but I was devastated and it just became awful for us both. Never a cross word, but just too difficult to see our lives diverging. I couldn’t ask him about his life because his answers upset me. He couldn’t carry on talking to me as much as it wasn’t fair on the person he’d started seeing.
I was going to suggest ending contact because it was just horrible, but one day he just didn’t reply to a text. A day became a week, a month, and upto almost a year now. No contact at all in that time.
We missed each others birthdays, our kid’s’ birthdays. Not a day has gone by when I haven’t thought of him. I miss him tremendously. His friendship, the laughter, the physical stuff. Just the company most of all. I have friends and family but he was my best friend.
There was one bit of life admin that we shared, that needed to be managed this week. He could’ve let it be but it would’ve cost him a couple of hundred quid and been annoying. So I always wondered if he’d get in touch to sort it. All year I’ve thought that maybe this would be the thing that made him get back in touch. I didn’t think he would after so long.
This morning, he did. Just a brief email. Not unfriendly but business-like. When I saw his name on my phone it was such a shock that I couldn’t stand up really. I became quite tearful and have stayed so all day. It was like seeing a ghost.
It’s so silly really. I don’t know why I’m typing this. I just need to get it off my chest, I suppose.
I sent a reply, giving him the info he needed. He said thanks, and that was that. Gone again.
All day since I’ve been thinking about what he wrote (it was about ten words in total!), wondering about his life now. I can’t ask because if he’s happy with someone else I’d feel so sorry for myself. I know that’s selfish but I’ve never felt for anyone what I felt for him. Losing him was the worst I’ve ever felt. It took months not to feel sad every day, and I’m not a dramatic or sad person at all normally. Him out of my life completely at least meant that I could control my thoughts a bit more.
I’m not angry at him for saying hello today. It was necessary, he wasn’t unkind. I just wish he could’ve suggested we go back to how we were! Ha. Silly me.
I don’t know why I’ve written this or what I want. But if you’ve got this far, thanks.