This week has been hard on me to say the least. The (proper) communication in our relationship had bordered on non-existent for almost a month and a half, I was having trouble coping with the distance while also not feeling comfortable sharing it all with him, and it was honestly getting to the point where I was flat out miserable. He had done something that was inconsiderate and had also been a recurring issue in recent times, and so with me already having been struggling so much with things, it was kind of like the straw that broke the camel's back.
I waited a few hours to ensure it wasn't an impulse thing and then voice messaged him that I was breaking up with him and a few reasons why. He responded with a few sentences and nothing more, which made me feel like he couldn't care less. I spent the following four or so days obsessing about all of it. I was so bitter and angry thinking that maybe I was just strung along or something else along those lines. The final thing he had said to me at that point was actually an open-ended question and when I answered it, he never said anything back. All I kept thinking about was "Nine months and I don't even get a bloody goodbye?"
... and then I got a few short messages from him. The moment I saw them, every last bit of resentment and bitterness I felt vanished like that. Every nasty thing I dreamed of telling him in the days prior became unfathomable distant memories. We exchanged some final words about how we care about each other without really having any sort of conversation, he told me that he might attempt to contact me again in the future, and then I got my much needed goodbye. It had to be one of the hardest things to hear in my entire life. A big part of me really hopes that we do get in contact again in the somewhat near future after things have leveled out and things somehow end up working out between us, but if things don't end up being brought back together ever, then I'm at least happy that those goodbyes exchanged have given me some sort of closure.
Lots of tears have been shed in the past couple of days. I love him and breaking up with him was like willingly breaking my own heart, but I wasn't coping well anymore. I believe that the problems we had (even potentially the long distance thing) could have been worked out with a little communication and genuine effort on both sides. Has anybody here been in a LDR (we started online and had never gotten the chance to meet yet) where they went separate ways for awhile and ended up coming back together? Maybe I'm just holding onto a lost cause, but I can't help it.
(Sorry for emotionally dumping, but I don't have anybody IRL that knows much about my relationship and so am rather alone in going through this)
I waited a few hours to ensure it wasn't an impulse thing and then voice messaged him that I was breaking up with him and a few reasons why. He responded with a few sentences and nothing more, which made me feel like he couldn't care less. I spent the following four or so days obsessing about all of it. I was so bitter and angry thinking that maybe I was just strung along or something else along those lines. The final thing he had said to me at that point was actually an open-ended question and when I answered it, he never said anything back. All I kept thinking about was "Nine months and I don't even get a bloody goodbye?"
... and then I got a few short messages from him. The moment I saw them, every last bit of resentment and bitterness I felt vanished like that. Every nasty thing I dreamed of telling him in the days prior became unfathomable distant memories. We exchanged some final words about how we care about each other without really having any sort of conversation, he told me that he might attempt to contact me again in the future, and then I got my much needed goodbye. It had to be one of the hardest things to hear in my entire life. A big part of me really hopes that we do get in contact again in the somewhat near future after things have leveled out and things somehow end up working out between us, but if things don't end up being brought back together ever, then I'm at least happy that those goodbyes exchanged have given me some sort of closure.
Lots of tears have been shed in the past couple of days. I love him and breaking up with him was like willingly breaking my own heart, but I wasn't coping well anymore. I believe that the problems we had (even potentially the long distance thing) could have been worked out with a little communication and genuine effort on both sides. Has anybody here been in a LDR (we started online and had never gotten the chance to meet yet) where they went separate ways for awhile and ended up coming back together? Maybe I'm just holding onto a lost cause, but I can't help it.
(Sorry for emotionally dumping, but I don't have anybody IRL that knows much about my relationship and so am rather alone in going through this)
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