The things that hit hardest often have a grain of truth in them... it’s just that they springboard off in totally illogical directions from there. But the true piece makes the whole thing seem reasonable. If you can find the true piece, it makes the rest of the nonsense fall away, more often than not.
And yet, a tiny part of me is afraid that he used me as practice to figure out what to do better in the future
All relationships are practice, yes? Hopefully you learned things in this relationship that you’ll use in your future relationships. And so will he. Every relationship, every job, we’re all
learning. Will he get it perfect next time? IDK. Will you? IDK. Probably not, in either case. But maybe.
And the denial. Jesus, the denial. I’ve learned so much, and there’s still this tiny brave braincell hanging on, telling me he isn’t as sick as I’m telling myself he is and that I was the real problem. How exhausting.
Can you look at where you
might be the problem? Not in the relationship, that’s over and has been for months. But now. The trick here, I’d say is to look at the denial piece. If part of you has been in denial that the relationship IS over, of course it seems like a great big huge betrayal to start dating someone else whilst you’re still together, rather than the most natural thing in the world that
after breaking up that either of you would be seeing other people.
It’s not so much that I was holding out hope that we’d get back together. It was more that I’d hoped him needing to be alone really WAS the reason he broke up.
Even with this piece, I’d still really look at the denial piece about being “in” a relationship. The idea that we know about what’s going on with someone because we’re in the thick of it with them... sometimes has a hard time adjusting to not knowing what their life is like day in and day out. Or rather, to accept that we don’t know; because we knew them so well, for so long.
If this had been some other dude, and had been dating someone else, then came to live with you after they broke up to get back on his feet (or even just someone you saw every day), you might have been right there after a few
weeks driving him to get out, live a life, meet people, go on a few dates, live a little... this moping at home alone might have sounded like a good idea when you made it, but it’s obviously not working.
That it’s been
months and you still think you have your finger on the pulse of what’s best for him, what he really needs, what’s going on in his life? (By deciding how
much time alone he needs)... I’d say at least a part of you is still thinking you’re in the thick of it.
I’d hoped him needing to be alone really WAS the reason he broke up
Similarly? If you’ve got a series of possible reasons someone did something
1 he was telling the truth and the situation changed
2 he was telling the truth and DID spend time alone
3 he was lying/telling half truths to protect you
4 he was lying because that’s just the kind of guy he is
5 he was lying because you’re not worth telling the truth to (or insert any other kind of self defeating, insulting, low self esteem, rude thing here)
WHY ON EARTH would you pick the one motivation that hurts you???
course I tell myself he will be happy and peaceful with this new one, and live happily ever after.
Would that be a bad thing? For either of you? Or does he have to be unhappy for you to be happy?
(From a realistic point of view, rather than venting over a pint of Häagen Dazs. In which case, sure, all exes should pine and waste away in misery until the day they die -alone, never again knowing happiness- because they’ll never meet anyone as wonderful as you.)
But realistically, if your next relationship -or his- was perfect and wonderful and fairy tale happily ever after... would that be a bad thing?
Jealousy does weird things to people. Like taking what we want (fairy tale ending?), conferring it onto others (they’re going to GET the fairy tail ending), and then deciding because they have it we never will (they’ve stolen my ending from me!). It doesn’t make sense on paper, but emotions aren’t particularly fond of sense.
That said, whilst most people dish over Häagen Dazs but don’t really mean it, some people can only be happy if their exes are unhappy.
So I would ask myself... Is this a pint of ice cream moment, or a real moment?