I know it's easy to want to apply theories to things but this one doesn't fit at all with us.
I had, for most of my life, secure attachment and relationships with others who also had secure attachment. When I met DP his avoidant attachment was very, very obvious.
Because I was so secure I didn't really feel very bothered by it though. Actually (and anyone who's been alone for years will understand) it was actually less suffocating to be with someone who let me have time alone with kids, or just having a box set marathon.
AP btw was about as anxiously attached as you can get so maybe that was part of the pull. While she begged and chased, I just got on with my own life if he pulled away.
It only became an issue for me when his attachment caused my needs not be met. He wasn't keen to meet family and friends, he wanted a lot of privacy over his personal space, he made decisions (even big ones) as a single person would, there was always a wall up and after a time I felt troubled by it.
That said, he always called, always nessaged, always showed up, always wanted time with me and never made me feel dicked around. But the wall eventually got tiresome.
I think I'm now avoidantly attached to friends and family. With him I'm very intimate and connected. Probably because he just worked very hard at that. We're extremely loving, emotionally close and very intimate and committed.
I just feel joyless, lack excitement and calm. I really don't think he and I are in an avoidant loop - believe me I've seen it and studied it and that isn't what happened.
I think his attachment to me changed for various reasons. The first was the shock of losing me, which he did for a time, along with the understanding of how his attachment issues played into what happened with OW.
Actually one of the first things he did after discovery was read two books on attachment and he really, really took it on board because he'd say "I want to shut down right now because I feel anxiety but in going to push through it and stay", so I watched him learn how to lean into the anxiety.
The second was therapy. He had a lot of therapy and explored his attachment issues, practiced CBT style exercises and learned about how and why he'd become avoidant in the first place and healed a lot of that. This involved repairing relationships with parents and stuff.
The third thing is that I think he saw I stayed with him and kept loving him even when I saw the very worst, even when he was sick or horrible or completely a bastard to be fair and it was almost as if going through that with me and realising I wasn't going to harm him or leave him was in itself a learning experience.
So he's grown and changed a lot.
There are times I am very defensive. Times I find it really hard to share what I'm thinking and feeling (I have to write him letters sometimes), and times that I actively push him away. I promise, that doesn't turn him on or excited him. It makes him sad and scared.
When our relationship was dysfunctional, when he was dysfunctional, I was very acutely aware of it. That's not the case now. I'm very badly damaged, I think I have PTSD, I certainly struggle to trust most people or be seen and I am likely very depressed as people have mentioned.
Although I realised today it switches on and off. I close my box with it all inside (often when he's around) and I feel sort of happy. Today we woke up and had brekkie in the sun, weeded the drive, laughed a lot, went to Sainsbury's and were snogging like teenagers in the milk aisle. I found myself doing the dishwasher and dancing to the radio. During those times I am here in the present and I know I'm loved and safe and I just don't think about 5 years ago.
But as I said, when I'm alone I furiously work or clean or do something like I can't stop. Like a kind of anxiety. Reflecting, I used to daydream A LOT about nice things from the past or hopes for the future. I had a really vivid interior world.
Now, I struggle to see any future at all. I can't connect with past memories as it feels like someone else. I think this disassociation is a trauma thing.
When I'm away from him for more than a week, I find the box opens and then all my sadness snd bad memories flood back and if he's not there to ground me back to "now" I feel like I am in it amd I end up crying, sometimes for days, pushing him away, getting angry, sad, feeling grief, fear, just lost.
When I'm like that I feel like there's no happy days. I'm not sure if this fits depression, these highs and lows? I'm.not sure if the days of crying and wailing are just healing? It doesn't feel like it hurts less. It just feels like reliving it.
Something inside my brain is just looking for some kind of closure or a way to get out of the loop. I'm rambling again. This thread has been so cathartic, thank you.