Long story - ex-dh left over 3 years ago after I found out he was being unfaithful - he has since moved in with the other person. Despite this, and how it felt at the time - things move on, we both worked hard for the sake of the kids, and we get on really well now - he is a really good dad, and supportive - we are mates.
I dipped my toe in the dating scene a while ago - met a nice bloke, but it was too early - we saw each other for a couple of months, and decided we both weren't ready .
Some time later, I met someone else - we saw each other for about a year. He was self employed, could work when he felt like it, mortgage paid off etc, and both kids left home etc.
I had two kids at home, was working and studying, and had the house to sort. After a while, he wanted more out of the relationship, and said that he always felt like he was an after-thought.
In actual fact, I was the afterthought - I sorted out work, and kids, took into consideration what he wanted to do - and ran myself ragged in the process. My needs came last. Not whingeing - we were both in very different positions, and had different expectations.
He wanted to move things up a level -to see more of me, and for me to put more 'effort' into it - I had no extra space or energy to give it - we talked - he ranted, accused me of all sorts of things, being unfaithful (as if! I hadn't time to wipe my nose!) asked how the children would deal with it if we finished, said I was the most damaged person I had ever met, and that I would never meet anyone better than him and all sorts of things - it was all manipulation, and I kinda rolled my eyes and showed him the door.
Some months on - I realise now, that I cannot give time and energy to a 'proper' relationship at this stage in my life. The idea makes me feel claustrophobic tbh - Am just resuming a proper career, instead of a school hours job, after months of study to get back on track - and still don't have time to wipe my arse. Neither do I want to introduce the children to a series of 'boyfriends' who just get fucked off that they can't be the centre of my world.
Aaaanyways - I know it isn't the right time for a 'proper' relationship - BUT - I have this friend 200 miles away - he is a good friend, neither of us are attached, and we are both very busy. I care about him, and am fond of him, as he is me - we have an emotional connection, and get on well.
We go for a weekend away every couple of months or so, when my children are at their dads, we go for long walks, ponder about life, have meals out, and shag each other senseless!!
We are both fine with this, and neither of us wants any more. It gives us something to look forward to - meeting up, the physical stuff, and caring about each other - we keep in touch between times, and are both clear with each other that this is OK. I do care about him, as he does me, but I don't want a relationship as such. And neither does he. It's wrong place and wrong time...
We do each other a lot of good though...
Am I callous/ horrid/damaged/bad?