For the first time in the past seven months of analyzing, and analyzing the analysis, and then analyzing some more about what it all means - everything he says, does, or any contact we have - I've for some reason become quiet enough to stop and ask myself - Do I really want to be with this guy?
You know it's funny to notice that still, at the age of 30, after I left him - the only time I felt strong, controlled, and in my right mind was when he was trying to get me back. Now that I've given the impression that I'd like to try to work things out, we're somehow on "friendship" terms - that is, now that he knows I'm interested in trying to work things out, he no longer blows up my phone or sends me text messages to tell me all the little quirks he misses about me.
Now that I know that he knows I want to work it out - why do I feel out of control - like an emotional basketcase.
Don't get me wrong - I know how to play the "game" - I'm ashamed to admit. I never let on that I'm feeling desperate and wanting to ask him when we'll finally be together again - and I know how to act all coy and distant to make him think that I just want to take things slow.
But inside I just want to go full speed ahead - I thought I was over him. No, I'm quite sure that I was. Until I started seeing him again.
So now I'm in a situation where I don't know how to end something that doesn't even exist. We're not together - even though the past two times I've seen him we've slept together. But we're "just friends" or "trying to see what we can salvage" in his words". Going from that to "I'll see you around sometime" when we hung up the phone tonight just messes with my head.
Why do I feel so incredibly drawn to this person when all it seems to be is a series of games and power and control? It's the typical 'you only want them when you they get over you thing'?. Can these deep feelings that I have really be reduced to such childish, trivial games?
I'm sorry for the senseless rambling - I've always been a strong woman. That is, when I end a relationship - I end it for a reason and I remember that reason and I don't look back. I don't need to settle for crumbs or leftovers or the brow-beaten version of the person that I really wanted. So why can't I let go?
I was married and it was easier to get over my divorce than it is this guy and he was just my boyfriend for less than a year. Does that mean something?
My husband and I divorced quickly and cleanly - it was hard, but I got over it because I never saw him again.
This guy, why do we have to end things on good terms and be friends? Trying to salvage something? Where is this going? Is this going anywhere? I would ask him but that would be showing vunerability and presureing him.
I do know that I'm am so sick and tired of this guy being in my head - I want to be with him - but even more I just want him out of my thoughts, my dreams, my fears, my desires.....I wouldn't mind so much if I thought it had an end somewhere.
Sorry for rambling but as you'll see from what I posted a while ago - the issues that are here obviously go way beyond the fact that this guy has baggage and no time for me.
Thanks for the feedback - I just needed to vent.