Tomorrow I am meeting my ex to collect my (valuable) possessions, which he has been reluctant to give back for reasons unknown.
We broke up in October last year, and he immediately wanted to post my stuff back to me. After me basically begging him not to make things more uncomfortable and trying to reduce drama, he said he would meet me to give it back (when he "felt ready").
Hot and cold behavior ensued (e.g. one day having an 8 hour phone conversation and then the next few days him ignoring my texts or being very vacant in them), and I finally went NC in November. At that point, he sent continuous texts about returning my stuff interlaced with my pet name and trying to be very nice (he wasn't very nice usually).
I broke NC in Dec and we slept together and have been in contact since. It feels wrong - almost dirty - to have to be so nice to him, but for the reasons we split, I know I have to "keep him sweet" in order to avoid confrontation and a further delay of my things being given back.
The contact has dried up a bit on his half since I've pushed to arrange to meet. I gave him several options: post them, my friend could come get them, send a courier and I will pay, or he could drop them off. He eventually said he wanted to meet. Fine. At this point, I'm passed caring.
He's like a kid when things have to be done. Conversation was flowing and fine until I asked to arrange this - now it's like he's holding a toy he doesn't want to share. He's leaving me on read on Whatsapp a lot and saying "sorry I am so busy I don't have time to reply yet". Fair enough. He's asked me if I'm still okay to meet tomorrow. FFS yes, let's just get this over with.
I don't know what I feel to be honest - mostly exhausted. I am back in a depression - not because I miss him, but because I feel dread knowing I ever told him anything or we even met at all. I feel sick.
I don't think I can face him for his "final discard" or some attempt at reconciliation which is what I think is coming. But, on the other hand I want closure, and I do want my stuff back.
For context, this guy is a real loser. Extremely shy and awkward, basically asexual. I highly doubt there's someone else on the scene (but, you never know).
Any advice on how to remain dignified when meeting him?
So far, I have been "nicey nicey" listening to him bleat on and on about how depressed he is, how sad he was that we broke up, how he's the one suffering - and him never asking about me.
I feel like screaming.
Will telling him he's hurt me be pointless?