And still am as I write this :(.
I realised some time ago that my marriage would not last forever. However, for the sake of the children I'd imagined sticking it out a bit longer.
A year ago I was contacted by an old flame who was newly single. We chatted casually at first then more regularly and he confessed he'd always regretted us breaking up and still thought of me as 'the one'. I hadn't thought about him much over the years but wierdly had a recurring dream in which he appeared.
We've been talking regularly and become very close, I guess you'd call it an emotional affair. He's never promised me anything or encouraged me to change my situation but talking to him made me realise so many things and a few months ago things came to a head with H. We've agreed to separate and things are fairly amicable, I think we both know the relationship has run its course.
Last weekend I met my old friend in person for the first time. I felt guilty about our contact and told myself seeing him would help me know how I felt, I was convinced I wouldn't find him attractive irl. Couldn't have been more wrong. I was completely blown away by my feelings for him, I just wanted to touch him, hold him, never let him go but for a variety of reasons nothing happened more than a kiss which I initiated.
Since we met he has told me that he doesn't want a relationship at the moment. Having recently come out of a long bad marriage he just wants to put himself and his kids first and thinks I should do the same. He says he doesn't want to be with anyone now but maybe one day and thinks too much of me to lead me on although he wants to stay good friends.
I know he is right and to be fair he never led me to think it would be any different (apart from some more flirty messages) but it feels like he's broken my heart. I didn't end my marriage for him but I think he felt like a safety net and now that is gone. Naively I'd assumed because I was 'the one' he'd jump at the chance to be with me but I was wrong.
I don't want or need another relationship right now but my feelings for him have spiralled completely out of control. I know this is in part due to living in a loveless marriage for years, I am just so desperate for some affection.
I can't eat or sleep, all I can do is cry but I hate myself because I should be mourning the end of my marriage not something that never was. It confirms I was right to break though, I have never ever felt like this about H even in the early years.
I ended my marriage because I wanted freedom and choices and excitement but because I went about it the wrong way I feel I'm being punished. I deserve it but it's so hard. I hadn't thought through what it would be like to be alone because I'd imagined my friend to be there in the background. Now I have nothing but only myself to blame.