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Recovered Molly Mo
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Date: December 15, 2015 09:55AM
I already posted on the other thread about my boyfriend having a serious illness..and our ups and downs. He did come back to our relationship, but then freaked out again and decided he doesn't have the health, time and energy to be committed to our relationship.
At first I was so hurt, and painfully spinning in my head. But I get it. My head can wrap around it and understand logically why he feels he needs to make this choice I wish it were a different one.
My heart on the other hand. Disagrees and is curled up in the corner like a junkie who just got cut off heroin. The love we had together was this amazing blissful high. Friends keep telling me how lucky I am to have had that experience. Sometimes I nod and smile and feel so blessed. Sometimes I want to break things. Sometimes I yell at God. Sometimes I think that I am the butt of some cosmic joke. Sure, give me EVERYTHING Ive ever wanted in a relationship..and in one swoop...its gone.
One of my dearest friends died about this time of year in the past. So this is a time of loss for me. I don't remember what its like to have a happy Christmas for years. I was looking forward to snuggling up with my bf and exchanging gifts and a mistletoe kiss.
I know he is hurting too and Im so glad he has the support of friends and family that he is letting in. We were almost at that point where I was going to be introduced to them...that gone, so I don't know them either really.
I can see how life just became suddenly so fragile and he is holding on to the things he knows best. He couldn't see a viable future between us...or at least not now and he doesn't want me waiting until the prognosis is better.
Right now, I am just trying to function. Im making myself get good sleep. Im trying to eat and stay well. Im looking into getting a massage soon. The new year will include a gift to me for the gym. I will continue with just loving myself as well as I can. I know this relationship didn't end because I did anything wrong or lack anything. I know he loves me, he just can't be with me.
Anyone who tells me "It is better to have loved and lost...." is going to get punched in the face right now.
I guess I just need to mourn it out...but Im wondering how many tears I have left in me? Ive been thru worse (my LDS abuse, my abusive ex husband, a stalker, my own health scares, etc) and came out just fine. Logic tells me I will be just fine.
There was a moment the other day in a movie where two ladies are talking to each other about a breakup. One friend asks the other, "Do you miss him?"
She answers, "Every single day".
I lost it in a flood of tears. I miss my love.
RMM