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Thank you all for your replies. Funny thing he has kept minimal contact with me over the last month but yesterday he was ready to talk. We had a conversation to which I ended it abruptly. He began bombarding me with texts last night of "you make me happy" and "hope you have a good night". You know that feeling that people often get when your scared to lose someone? Yeah, I don't have that anymore. I guess I don't see how someone goes from "you get me and make me so happy and have been so good to me I need you in my life always" to a very cold "me and my daughter are prolly moving to Colorado and I can't handle your kids, heck I can't even handle one. You need to date and I never made you stay or do shit". Now it's "you are my happy and I wanna see you and take you out for your birthday shopping in a few weeks". Excuse me but WHAT? My heads still spinning.
I get the being symptomatic from his ptsd at times but I really feel in my gut it was the job offer that changed his thinking. Nothing changed until that job offer and suddenly he's confused. Everyone has a right to explore their options I do agree to that but I guess it hurt me. I felt like as much as I've been through for and with him it was a slap in the face. He doesn't even know if he got the job for a few more months but he said he realized his happiness wasn't there.
I had every reason in this world to believe we both wanted the same thing as we discussed many times. I suppose to me the fact that he could just be oh so happy one second and the next he's moving clear cross country, I dunno, what's that really say? He could drop me that easy?
Maybe I'm stupid I dunno. I consider myself to be pretty intelligent when it comes to men and yes I gave him way more leeway because of his ptsd but I really thought we could make this work. I learned how to handle his isolations well, not perfect I mean we all have our moments but I'd say I did okay. I proved to him that I was their for the right reasons and not the fact that he could lay anything at my feet financially and yes I think I deserved better.
Nothing he says means shit to me now. I always dreamed of the day I'd hear "I love you" come from his lips but even that means nothing to me now. I don't trust him anymore. I ask myself when has he ever truly just been there for me? I understand he can't a lot of the time but I mean come on their has to be at least some pros that I'm getting for staying. However, I can not think of one single time he has just been there for me to make it worth me even entertaining the idea to see him face to face and have the conversation he's requested.
I guess I'm at the point of thinking I just don't want him anymore. Don't care who he dates nor if he goes on a slew of one nighters with whomever. Normally that would've put me to my knees but I'm drained. I'm tapped out. I give. I've simply stopped caring. Will I feel that way a month from now? Who knows. I do however know he's never made me feel like this and the fact that I spent all month practically grieving that loss already, well I don't wanna have to go through this again.
I get the being symptomatic from his ptsd at times but I really feel in my gut it was the job offer that changed his thinking. Nothing changed until that job offer and suddenly he's confused. Everyone has a right to explore their options I do agree to that but I guess it hurt me. I felt like as much as I've been through for and with him it was a slap in the face. He doesn't even know if he got the job for a few more months but he said he realized his happiness wasn't there.
I had every reason in this world to believe we both wanted the same thing as we discussed many times. I suppose to me the fact that he could just be oh so happy one second and the next he's moving clear cross country, I dunno, what's that really say? He could drop me that easy?
Maybe I'm stupid I dunno. I consider myself to be pretty intelligent when it comes to men and yes I gave him way more leeway because of his ptsd but I really thought we could make this work. I learned how to handle his isolations well, not perfect I mean we all have our moments but I'd say I did okay. I proved to him that I was their for the right reasons and not the fact that he could lay anything at my feet financially and yes I think I deserved better.
Nothing he says means shit to me now. I always dreamed of the day I'd hear "I love you" come from his lips but even that means nothing to me now. I don't trust him anymore. I ask myself when has he ever truly just been there for me? I understand he can't a lot of the time but I mean come on their has to be at least some pros that I'm getting for staying. However, I can not think of one single time he has just been there for me to make it worth me even entertaining the idea to see him face to face and have the conversation he's requested.
I guess I'm at the point of thinking I just don't want him anymore. Don't care who he dates nor if he goes on a slew of one nighters with whomever. Normally that would've put me to my knees but I'm drained. I'm tapped out. I give. I've simply stopped caring. Will I feel that way a month from now? Who knows. I do however know he's never made me feel like this and the fact that I spent all month practically grieving that loss already, well I don't wanna have to go through this again.