I haven't had many relationships and I've already detailed the main three. I stuck with the previous one because I had been single for so long and I'd liked him from a distance for so long. And it was covid... But it didn't work because he was ultimately clear that I wasn't young, slim, pretty or sexy enough for him and he was embarrassed to be seen with me. So, once lockdown restrictions lifted and I realised this, I ended it.
My marriage had ended around 10 years before that.
My marriage didn't affect my self esteem. It was just a weird non-marriage friendship. He's happily remarried and I wished them both well and meant it. No hard feelings.
This relationship has stung me though.
I put my exh down to us just being incompatible and too daft to realise we should have waited for more.
I put my ex boyfriend down as an immature misogynist.
But my partner? I had my partner down as someone who was genuinely and holistically attracted to me. We'd already known each other for a few years. Everything just fell into place and was so easy and comfortable. He'd (apparently) liked me from afar for a while, we got on really well and, once we were together, got on even better than I'd have ever imagined. We'd only really spent time together in a group before.
You read about people saying that meeting the right person feels like 'coming home' and that's how it felt. Everything was just so easy.
I felt comfortable and confident around him. I trusted him. I had no reason not to and I wasn't bitter and damaged by my experiences. And it was all good. There were no great declarations, no great promises just slowly taking it as it came.
So when the first "X is really pretty" came, I didn't think anything of it. Or when "The Welsh accent is really sexy. I love women with Welsh accent" came, I wasn't hugely bothered.
The realisation that, hang on, none of these things he finds attractive or sexually appealing are me and none of what is 'me' are things he finds attractive dawned slowly.
And then when he said my friend was sexy, and he told me he'd never really seen me 'that way' anyway and he commented on how I could make myself more appealing (sexy) by dressing a particular way for my hobby...
Well, it started to feel less like a self esteem issue and more like a pattern I've seen before.
But I feel like I've been blindsided by it really. I just didn't see it coming. And, for the first time ever, the future just seemed to he writing itself and now I'm faced with the reality that it isn't what I thought it was, however long either of us sticks it out (me until I'm brave enough to stop feeling like this; him until he meets someone who does actually tick some of his boxes), it already has an expiry date.
And that's just quite hard to process and accept, tbh.
And, no, I don't have similar feelings elsewhere. I do feel like I don't matter but I think that's probably tied up.with a lot of things. But I don't compare myself to others and find myself lacking there, no.
It seems to happen in the eyes of others, but not my own.