Goodness this week has been frantic. I haven't really known what to post here but have kept up with all your latest reflections.
So, I took the courage to send a message yesterday evening about those two books of mine (I cherish them) which I lent him last July and which he has been holding on to (they're probably collecting dust somewhere on his bedside table). Some of you will remember that I asked your opinion as to whether I should let them go or ask for them back; your responses were all 'ask for them back'.
This was my first contact since December 7 barring the NY message which he responded to quickly and enthusiastically. In this latest message I wrote (in French):
Good evening Philippe, now that we have both moved on (insert smiley face) I think it's time I got my books back. I do realise you have no desire to see me; that's not a problem! You can drop them off at bla, bla where I could pick them up. Hope all is well with you.
Sorry the translation is rubbish. The bit about him not wanting to see me was in no way a form of provocation but based on his inability over the last few weeks before my NC to pin down a time or place for us to meet up; it was glaringly obvious he didn't want to commit to meeting up.
I wasn't looking forward to sending that message because I know how erratic and unpredictable he can be; and mostly how very selfish. Well, guess what? I've received no response whatsoever. The man who lamented again and again how hurt he was that his ex had taken his valuable possessions from him and how much he wanted them back hasn't got an ounce of empathy for me now I no longer serve a purpose in his life. I did not send the message to instigate contact; that would serve no purpose to my mind. However, a tiny part of me wanted him to redeem himself or to show his ability to be human and fair.
What a disappointment!
I think that maybe his ego has been bruised (I know him pretty well) that I'm stating that I've moved on. I've provided him with no incentive or hope that I'm holding on to him somehow so that's why he hasn't responded.
What IS interesting is how I felt after sending the message. The old anxiety and obsessive streak (to a lesser extent) flared up again and I laughed at myself for getting sucked back into old habits. Thank God I have virtually no feelings left for him but how much I would have loved him to do the right thing.
So, what now? I will leave it until the weekend but I think I will send him a message; not one which shows hurt or frustration but one which makes him accountable for his actions.
Unless you disagree?