Thanks
@Sweetpea76,
@mrsps,
@journey31. We actually had a reasonable conversation this morning, so that triggered my brain-in-denial again - it has revolted again and I tried to reason with him again. I know I need to get out of this house - while I can still see and talk to him, I will keep wanting to try to "get through" to him - it's a desperate compulsion more than anything else, I know he won't change his mind.
I am reasonably certain that once I move out, I will not contact him again, except if required for practical purposes of tying up our affairs. Probably. I really hope I don't - I've already acted more pathetically than I have ever behaved in my life - I'm sure I will end up feeling very humiliated and disgusted with myself about my behaviour today. I have to make sure that I tie up as many loose ends as I can before I move out so I don't keep thinking up "legitimate" reasons to get in touch. I don't know if he will contact me after I move out, but my gut says he probably will. Not to say any of the things that I am desperately hoping he will say, but rather he will want to reassure himself that he's still a "nice guy" - and it will be harder for him to do that if I stop speaking to him. From what he was saying this morning, it sounds like he's more concerned about being regarded as an asshole than anything else right now.
I shouldn't want this guy - the very fact
he doesn't want
me anymore should be reason enough. But also because our relationship was so limited. I thought I saw it blossoming into something more, but no. At least he's stopped citing most of the really ridiculous reasons that he gave earlier in the week for wanting to break up. Now he's just sticking to: by snooping in my stuff, you broke my trust, so now I don't love you anymore.
I have owned up to everything I've done, as if that will help, but really, he has the right to break up with me for any reason he likes - he doesn't need my approval. I wish I would/could just give up on him. I think I have to stop having conversations with him - it makes me feel like there's hope, every time we talk normally together.
I had a look at a rental place this morning that seemed okay. I will ring the real estate agent on Monday, hopefully it's still available.
Eventually I will be able to relish having the freedom to do all the things I wasn't able to do without pissing him off - like, singing in the house, getting to choose which TV shows to watch, having phone conversations with my family members anywhere in the house that I want, leaving the bathroom cabinet door slightly open when I'm in a hurry, not making the bed straightaway, etc, etc. I'm trying not to focus on all the things we used to do together, and even all the things I had
hoped we would to together, once he was well enough to do them. *sigh*