We went as far as we could go
For about 2 months, things in my international LDR were strained. He was not talking to me; certainly not intimately. I asked him, many times, if everything was okay. He assured me that is was, but there was hesitation there; I could just feel it.
Finally, I blew up on him in a terrible email (it was the only form of communication we had left). He was hurt. I asked for forgiveness, but, he said it broke his heart too much.
So I sent another long email, explaining all of the things that had led up to the terrible email.
He replied; confirming all of the fears I'd had; that some of his feelings for me, for us, were lost. That he was thinking logically, and that led him to believe we were not compatible, and that a relationship was not enough. Asking if we could remain good friends.
I am angry at him for not communicating this with me when I asked him, many times, over the course of two months prior to this. He should have let me go. Or I should have ended it when I sensed something was wrong.
Moral of the story? Listen to your instincts. Trust them.
As for me, I've started dating a local boy. It just happened, but, I am very happy. No more of the struggling to know what was going on with my "boyfriend" (*if he ever even was that for real); no more days on end of not hearing from someone that supposedly loved me; no more long nights of crying at the lack of attention/affection.
I wish all of you the best of luck in your relationships. I learned through the 10 months or so of this that it is a hard road, but one that can be overcome with the willingness. You all have my admiration. Keep on fighting.
Finally, I blew up on him in a terrible email (it was the only form of communication we had left). He was hurt. I asked for forgiveness, but, he said it broke his heart too much.
So I sent another long email, explaining all of the things that had led up to the terrible email.
He replied; confirming all of the fears I'd had; that some of his feelings for me, for us, were lost. That he was thinking logically, and that led him to believe we were not compatible, and that a relationship was not enough. Asking if we could remain good friends.
I am angry at him for not communicating this with me when I asked him, many times, over the course of two months prior to this. He should have let me go. Or I should have ended it when I sensed something was wrong.
Moral of the story? Listen to your instincts. Trust them.
As for me, I've started dating a local boy. It just happened, but, I am very happy. No more of the struggling to know what was going on with my "boyfriend" (*if he ever even was that for real); no more days on end of not hearing from someone that supposedly loved me; no more long nights of crying at the lack of attention/affection.
I wish all of you the best of luck in your relationships. I learned through the 10 months or so of this that it is a hard road, but one that can be overcome with the willingness. You all have my admiration. Keep on fighting.
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