Thanks everyone for you kind comments, support and advice. I’m sorry that I didn’t think to come back - in my fog I’d forgotten that I’d even posted here (I was in a real bad way mentally).
So after he texted, I agreed to meet to talk. I couldn’t bare the intensity of another long walk / talk so suggested the pub (outside, so not hugely overheard).
It was very stilted, wooden & humourless. I said I just needed to hear him say he loves me first, and this would mean I’d be happy to work on things… but he felt this would be too hasty to say such things as then the focus would be on the feelings not the practicalities (not in so many words, but this was the gist). I cried a bit (in front of the revellers), we walked back, he invited me in but I just had this overwhelming need to get home to be in my own home on my own. I guess it’s all less ambiguous and stressful.
In doing so I passed up the final opportunity to ever watch tv together or sleep together or have sex. He basically ended things for good after that (by text)… I can’t really remembered the timeline tbh. He then went away that Friday with his female friend (who’s lovely, and has a partner & young child) on an outdoors adventure weekend just the 2 of them… on what was in the diary as my belated bday weekend which he & I had been planning to have an outdoors weekend. I’d looked forward to it for months after we had to defer my annual bday weekend away together due to him seeing his other friend.
So on our weekend away together I had to watch him load up the car with his bikes etc and disappear off up there to “our” usual place with his stunningly attractive, lovely, clever and outdoorsy friend instead of me.
I sent him a cold and venomous text saying how tactless they both are, and blocked him for several days.
There was no contact for maybe 10days during which I lived on wine, sleeping pills, box-sets and phone calls with lovely friends. There’s been a small exchange of texts the last few days initially around a practical issue but started to expand into me trying to get him to see how confused and hurt I am by him finishing with me because we’re “too different emotionally” when he was utterly gushing, warm, affectionate etc when we met. Before he suddenly adopted a dismissive-avoidant attachment style overnight. 😵💫
I sent a really long text explaining the INJUSTICE I feel at this discrepancy in his behaviour and reasoning, and like I’ve been punished for having raised issue with it.
He was fairly kind & conciliatory in response, admitting he didn’t give me time to air my thoughts by finally finishing with me via text, and apologised for that and offered an opportunity to meet and discuss things…..
I’ve drafted and deleted various responses to that . I go in & out of obsessing over it all, and then being able to stand above it and let it go.
He said he wants to be friends in time, and I do believe that. Whether it’ll end up feeling magnanimous enough is to be seen. Once I no longer love him it’ll go one of 2 ways:
- The scales will fall & I’ll be astounded at how badly I was treated… Or.
- I’ll not be so hurt & grieving so I’ll be able to sweat the small stuff less, and will be able to be more philosophical.
For now, I’m back at work (v v challenging job), only took 4 days off…. I’m exercising, doing my hobby, focussing on my lovely teens, enjoying time alone at home (totally novel), trying to make myself see people and ring people, catching up with family, getting time to do all my house & garden jobs that I never got round to as I was seeing DP or helping him with his house, probably drinking too much, I eradicated all signs of him so as to be less triggered, even changed my laundry liquid so it doesn’t evoke memories of what went before! I’m managing my long term mental health condition really well, which is usually triggered by stress. I’m amazed actually at how “well” I’ve stayed, despite the obvious sorrow & distress. I’m also dealing with lots of other family stress (a seriously ill family member) and work stress (suddenly line managing 2 people) on top of the usual trauma of the patients.
But yeah, in some ways, I’m kind of enjoying doing my own little quiet thing. 🌺