I know everyone likes an update so...
As you know I lost the job and then split with DP. I've decided to take a year out and do a masters, moving away from London back home so I can afford to do so. I was getting sporadic texts and email from him, always about nothing in particular, and it wasn't helping me get over him, I still missed him etc. Anyway the time has come for me to leave London and he said how about a goodbye dinner last night? I know, I know, but I went... and I told him there'd be no funny business...
Anyway dinner was, well, pleasant. I didn't get any 'oh god I want you back' feelings. Stayed at his, yes we had a kiss and a cuddle but I really didn't want any more. This morning though he kept trying and he just wouldn't take no for an answer! Even though i kept saying, look I said I wouldn't, no, I don't want to, he kept trying to persuade me for a good 20 mins. Eventually he gave up and went in the shower.
And you know what? In those 20 minutes any tiny bit of flame I might still have held for him, went out. Just like that. It's strange, what you find you can make excuses for, infidelity, lack of support etc, but when someone can't even RESPECT you and your wishes and your body, then how the hell can you respect them? You just can't. And so just like that I thought 'if I never see you again, it'll be just fine'.
I drove home, all the while thinking about it, and all the way just feeling so free. And weirdly Beyonce came on the radio:
"Me, myself and I that's all I got in the end
That's what I found out
And there ain't no need to cry
I took a vow that from now on
I'm gonna be my own best friend"
Weird or what?!
So there lies the end of the story, thanks to all of you for your support and being my safety net during those horrible few weeks.
And that, my friends, is closure ;)