I am in love with him but I just feel like disappearing. As far as he is concerned, we are in a relationship. As far as I am concerned, I want to be with him, but I find him unpredictable and inconsistent. I can’t bank on his responses and demonstrated love to me being the same every day. I cannot bear the roulette of not knowing how he will respond to me from day to day. Sometimes, when he is busy with work and pre-occupied, he is cold and it completely floors me. Other times, he is very warm and loving.
Have you ever been in a situation where / rather than breaking up with the person you are in love witH or experiencing all the consequences and reactions of making a move like that (eg talking it through, having counselling) - you just wished they disappeared and stopped hurting you?
Having him alive in the world and not knowing what version of him I am going to get, is somehow worse than just never ever speaking to him again and not having to suffer the anxiety of not knowing how he will respond to me day to day.
Can anyone relate?