When we were together, and semi-together trying to patch up our difficulties, he put on weight, gave up on his appearance, was having confidence and self-esteem crises and low spells, was switching off and looking vacant, his thoughts miles away.
We've (sort of) mutually agreed it's not going to work out. In a matter of days, he's dating and has spent a weekend away with another woman (which hurts). He's dusted off his nice togs and is wearing them again, he's confident, more articulate, kinder ... which is nice to be around, but confusing (why couldn't he do this while we were togther?) - and I'm feeling paranoid that I don't bring the best out in him/men in general.
It's chicken-and-egg stuff with us - we've both done things which have hurt each other, albeit on a monumental scale on his part (he'd agree with this). So I know I'm not perfect to live with. I'm just feeling sad and scared that I might have brought out the worst in him, that someone else will get the best of my son's dad, and that I'm going to f*ck up any future relationship for the same reasons. Is this possible? I can't see the wood for the trees at the moment.