Well!
My 6 week "thing" with a man is over.
It was driving me mad. He is on his phone ALL THE TIME. But never to me. I always had to message first and found it didn't matter how long I waited. 7, 10, 12 days - nothing. But I could see he was on and off line constantly.
We had met up maybe 7-8 times. He always promised we would meet more, go for a walk, go to another city where his friend lives. Literally nothing ever happened except cups of tea and sex in his house.
I can't just have 2.5 minutes of sex once a fortnight. No cuddles, no time together, no flurries of messages, nothing. I can't do it. It's soul destroying.
We have been friends for 2 years and he is a nice bloke. I have actually received less attention and fewer messages from him since we started sleeping together!
Every time we planned something (which was like pulling teeth) some other person would ask him to go there or a friend would go and stay with him. He would cancel my time then go silent.
We met with a large group of friends this morning. He completely ignored me. I've come back home now.
He was supposed to be coming here tomorrow (which he hadn't done since our relationship changed from friendship) but cancelled by message after not talking to me in person this morning, because 2 friends are going round to see him.
As I drove home this morning, I literally roared with rage and kept shouting at how stupid I have been.
I got home to his message cancelling tomorrow. I typed "This isn't what I want and I'm very unhappy. Let's stop now".
And can you all guess what he has replied?
THERE ISN'T A FUCKING REPLY!!!!!!!!!! Of course, he has read it but even now, there is no reply.
I mean, that's probably better than a nasty reply. I just feel I could message him and say "My leg is literally hanging off" and he would reply next week saying he would help but someone is coming over.
I'm so annoyed with myself and so embarrassed.
He was/is a close friend with my ex. My ex and I had a terrible breakup (he lived with me) and this new guy swooped in the week after my ex moved out, making me dinner and sending kind messages.
He asked me out and I said I needed a couple of weeks to be by myself. He got a bit shitty then (with hindsight) and said I should move on and leave that sadness behind me.
I'm crying but raging.
The really sad thing is that I haven't been in anyone else's house this year. No one else has cooked me a meal. Of course, that is not the fault of this man but I feel unbelievably pathetic.