Posted by:
aninny4this
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Date: August 08, 2013 08:32AM
I'm struggling to understand whether I am being reasonable or if my mormon upbringing is still working against me.
I'm a divorced male in my 40s. My ex guilted me over small things, turning them into big deals that were contrary to the gospel. She did gaslighting, where she changed her argument (denying it) and I often felt like I was running behind her to please her constantly. I finally gave up when it got ridiculous and when I had left the church--she was infuriated over that.
FFwd to half-decade after divorce and dating. I hadn't really met anyone that I felt I could make a long-term relationship with. Trust is definitely an issue. I believe most women I date are going to screw me over in the end. They don't plan it, but it's in their nature. I tend to go after intelligent women who are not overly hung up on big-ticket items and shopping, but are still mindful about their looks.
Last year I found one who really grabbed my interest. I reached the point where I believed I could actually fall in love with her. I felt I had, but then at times I found myself doubting it, having some trust issues, even some jealousy when she went out with friends (and her ex-husband was with them). She was also, at least at the beginning, a bit selfish. I would always go see her (an hour drive through traffic), would accommodate her emotional and even sexual needs above mine. I raised these issues and she would both downplay them a little and try to improve a little. She didn't seem to be guilting, gaslighitng or manipulating, but at one point I realized that I was beginning to feel with her a little like I had with my ex--I was trying to be overly pleasing, accommodating. When I realized that I was acting this way, and that I was sometimes feeling jealous, I analyzed why.
This woman hadn’t dated anyone seriously since her divorce the year before. She was on good terms with her ex, so much, that she hung out with him (usually with other friends), took care of his pets/house when he was away and told me that a couple of times, she stayed over at his house (when he was out of town) sleeping in their old bed, to take care of the pets overnight. Even after six months of serious dating, she was concerned about telling him or her adult children about me. She said she didn’t want them to think that I was the reason she’d divorced him. And once, a little earlier on, we were in town near the place where she often hangs out with her ex and other friends and she purposely diverted us around that café to avoid being seen by a friend (at least that was her story). Never once had she introduced me to her circle of friends. I spent most of the time we had together with her in her apt, but we didn’t go out that often in her downtown area, rather either we would hang out or go to neighboring cities.
Through this, I kept getting the feeling that her reluctance to include me in her friendships was perhaps a bit of her feeling embarrassed to be dating me. And yet, she had told me that she adored me, loved me, wanted to have a future with me. Her reluctance and other signs of selfishness were a concern to me. When I expressed my concerns, she had a way of sucking me back into full devotion. Each time, I found myself deciding that to lose her was worse than dealing with these issues. As this weird sense of secrecy continued, at one point when I was going to be unavailable for two weeks to be with her, she was with her ex and friends the first night I was away, and she didn’t text me all night. The next morning she seemed defensive and made excuses for why she didn’t text.
I had already accumulated concerns over her treatment of our connection regarding her friends and that episode turned me into a jealous lover. I realized then, that the relationship was not healthy. Additionally, because of the slight distance, my weekends were taken with her and my time dedicated to my kids and to running a house were starting to take a back-seat. So, with all of this in mind, I ended the relationship.
It’s been a month and I still miss her and what we’d developed. In my head I think the combination of her and my issues were a recipe for disaster over time. I wondered if my trust issues from being a Mormon aren’t really a big part of the reason it failed. Maybe it’s more me than her. Am I just too jealous and needy, while also not trusting and letting things happen?
I asked a therapist about it, and she told me that I should trust my intuition about the relationship and that ending it was probably right if only because I had concerns that weren't going away. That a truly good relationship shouldn't have all this drama and concern at the beginning.
On the other hand, I am beginning to feel that the chances of finding the right person for me is slim. I've gone half a decade and only felt potential in one relationship of the dozens of women I've dated.