I broke up with my combat vet yesterday via text (never thought I would do that - so classy). He's basically cut off all communication between us so I didn't have a choice. The saddest part is that if he would have just told me he needed space or that he was going through something, I can honestly say I would have stuck around. What I can conclude from all of this (or for my own sanity, at the very least) is that he wanted the comfort and intimacy of a relationship but he really wasn't ready for one. I think I knew this as well but I didn't want to believe it.
He told me he had mild ptsd during our first date and that he was seeing a therapist. As a psychology grad who was going to pursue a career in the mental health field, I thought I had a good handle on what I was in for, especially considering he said it was under control. In truth, that was very naive of me. What I knew didn't even touch the surface of what he was going through. I pride myself in being a very perceptive person but there were so many instances that I'm looking back on now that seem so much clearer after the fact. Hindsight is 20-20 after all.
In my heart, I know that he would be worth it but my mind is telling me to be practical. I've known him for 4 and a half months now but we've only been together for a month and a half - 3 weeks of which were amazing and 3 weeks in which he's dropped off the face of the planet. He never told me anything. He just stopped returning my calls, wouldn't respond to texts, and wouldn't open Facebook messages. He was still active on Facebook though. I've read enough on here where I can understand why he'd be okay talking to his buddies and not me but it doesn't make it any less hurtful. When he was with me, he seemed like such a gentleman but through Facebook, he seemed like a completely different person (definitely not somebody I would think twice about). I saw the man behind the mask though so I stuck around.
There was always this doubt on the back of my mind of if this was even about ptsd though. What if he was distancing himself because he didn't want to deal with me and wasn't man enough to end it? I pushed that feeling aside for 3 weeks. Eventually, the rest of his Facebook activity took a toll on me. He would like pictures of girls in bikinis which okay, probably my own hang up. I'm comfortable in my own skin and think my body is amazing but I couldn't understand why it would be okay for him to do that. I don't have a lot of experience dating in that he was the first person I was ever willing to commit to so even though that annoyed me, I brushed it aside because its not like I could call him on it and tell him how I feel when he wasn't even talking to me.
My breaking point was when he announced that he booked out his summer for travelling on Facebook. One of the comments from his buddy was something along the lines of "take me with you, we can pick up Spanish girls." First of all, I think that he has every right to do what he wants and go where he wants, I just thought it was disrespectful that he didn't even think to give me a heads up. Why do I need to find these things out through Facebook? I hate Facebook. Secondly, the only thing I saw from the comment was that these people didn't even know I existed. I felt like a dirty secret which is ironic because when we started dating, he used to say that he was so proud to be with me. All of my good friends knew about him. He knew that I wanted to introduce him to them. Nobody seemed to know about me though (I don't know if that's entirely true considering the radio silence but that's what it felt like). Furthermore, considering he cared about Facebook so much, why didn't he change his relationship status? None of this bothered me until I read that comment yesterday because I could care less about announcing what's going on in my life on Facebook. It seemed so important to him though.
Anyways, I texted a very simple message saying that I wished him the best but I couldn't do this. I did also say that if he ever needed to talk or for someone to listen, I'd always be here for him. There wasn't much else I could do. I had myself a good cry after that and now I just feel numb. He hasn't replied back to my text but I really didn't expect him to. This is going to sound to juvenile but no expectations, no disappointments.
I didn't come here to ask for advice. As much as I liked him and miss him, I know I did the right thing for me. I just feel like I'm abandoning him. I was thinking about sending him messages randomly so that he knows that I was being honest when I said hat I'd always be here for him but I can't keep chasing him. If he wants me in his life, he'll have to make that decision himself. I did my part.
He told me he had mild ptsd during our first date and that he was seeing a therapist. As a psychology grad who was going to pursue a career in the mental health field, I thought I had a good handle on what I was in for, especially considering he said it was under control. In truth, that was very naive of me. What I knew didn't even touch the surface of what he was going through. I pride myself in being a very perceptive person but there were so many instances that I'm looking back on now that seem so much clearer after the fact. Hindsight is 20-20 after all.
In my heart, I know that he would be worth it but my mind is telling me to be practical. I've known him for 4 and a half months now but we've only been together for a month and a half - 3 weeks of which were amazing and 3 weeks in which he's dropped off the face of the planet. He never told me anything. He just stopped returning my calls, wouldn't respond to texts, and wouldn't open Facebook messages. He was still active on Facebook though. I've read enough on here where I can understand why he'd be okay talking to his buddies and not me but it doesn't make it any less hurtful. When he was with me, he seemed like such a gentleman but through Facebook, he seemed like a completely different person (definitely not somebody I would think twice about). I saw the man behind the mask though so I stuck around.
There was always this doubt on the back of my mind of if this was even about ptsd though. What if he was distancing himself because he didn't want to deal with me and wasn't man enough to end it? I pushed that feeling aside for 3 weeks. Eventually, the rest of his Facebook activity took a toll on me. He would like pictures of girls in bikinis which okay, probably my own hang up. I'm comfortable in my own skin and think my body is amazing but I couldn't understand why it would be okay for him to do that. I don't have a lot of experience dating in that he was the first person I was ever willing to commit to so even though that annoyed me, I brushed it aside because its not like I could call him on it and tell him how I feel when he wasn't even talking to me.
My breaking point was when he announced that he booked out his summer for travelling on Facebook. One of the comments from his buddy was something along the lines of "take me with you, we can pick up Spanish girls." First of all, I think that he has every right to do what he wants and go where he wants, I just thought it was disrespectful that he didn't even think to give me a heads up. Why do I need to find these things out through Facebook? I hate Facebook. Secondly, the only thing I saw from the comment was that these people didn't even know I existed. I felt like a dirty secret which is ironic because when we started dating, he used to say that he was so proud to be with me. All of my good friends knew about him. He knew that I wanted to introduce him to them. Nobody seemed to know about me though (I don't know if that's entirely true considering the radio silence but that's what it felt like). Furthermore, considering he cared about Facebook so much, why didn't he change his relationship status? None of this bothered me until I read that comment yesterday because I could care less about announcing what's going on in my life on Facebook. It seemed so important to him though.
Anyways, I texted a very simple message saying that I wished him the best but I couldn't do this. I did also say that if he ever needed to talk or for someone to listen, I'd always be here for him. There wasn't much else I could do. I had myself a good cry after that and now I just feel numb. He hasn't replied back to my text but I really didn't expect him to. This is going to sound to juvenile but no expectations, no disappointments.
I didn't come here to ask for advice. As much as I liked him and miss him, I know I did the right thing for me. I just feel like I'm abandoning him. I was thinking about sending him messages randomly so that he knows that I was being honest when I said hat I'd always be here for him but I can't keep chasing him. If he wants me in his life, he'll have to make that decision himself. I did my part.