Skip to main content

What am i doing

 When i enter Mr. Cigars house, it's through the garage.  At the top of the steps, before you enter the door lies a specialty doormat, that has his and his ex's likeness and names as "dog parents".  When you enter the house, it's in the kitchen where on the cabinet is a yellow sticky note.  A love note, from his ex.  Still there.

And every time i see it, i wonder, what am i doing here?

And then i ignore it. Because it's easier.

Tonight, we had an serious conversation, not common, and it led down the path i knew it was leading to eventually - the acknowledgement that he isn't over her. (duh) even if he knows they are over.

mmmhmmm.

We rehashed our first time dating, and the first time breaking up.  

And the second.

And tonight, i think i broke up with him.  Not in an angry way, but in a way that protects me from whatever it is he is going through.  I have no desire to be rebound girl. 

It took me YEARS to get over my ex.  It may take Mr. Cigar years.  Or not.  And that isn't something i can control.  All i can control is myself.  And take care of myself.  

I never wanted another friend.  Our relationship has been so combustible from the start.  But i keep going back for more, because there is something there.  He comes back for......whatever his reasons are.  But i honestly feel that after all these months if he doesn't know how he feels about me.......it's a no brainer.

I'm not about to fall for someone who is still holding on to his ex.  

He's not going to magically heal and fall in love with me.

Thats not how life works.  If he was going to develop feelings, he would need to be over her first.  I've already overstayed.

No anger, but yeah, some hurt feelings.  I could have avoided this had i just paid attention to the signs right in front of my face.  He doesn't want to break up, but thats because he wants to forget someone he hasn't let go of.

I deserve a love of my own.  And hanging around with men who fall short of that isn't going to help me get there.  

He pisses me off , challenges me, scares me sometimes.......but after this weekend i can see myself softening and feelings stirring.

Now is the time to get out.  There should only be two people in my romantic relationship.  And this one is too crowded.

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

I love ChatGPT

 I am extremely transparent with my emotions because i do not have the ability to NOT be.  My only option when i'm having any feelings is to talk in a very low, slow, monotone voice and keep my face as blank as i possibly can. Unless they mean something to me. Unless i care about them and how they treat me.  So while i'm perfectly okay with never seeing or hearing from Mr. Cigar again, in light of his true self unveiling, I am overthinking my expression of emotions to him.   I took this little conversation and put it into ChatGPT with no questions or directions and this is what i got back: This exchange captures a painful and emotionally charged moment. Your initial message was heartfelt, vulnerable, and expressed a genuine desire for connection and acknowledgment. His response, while polite on the surface, carried a sharp undercurrent of blame and finality—deflecting accountability and subtly rewriting the narrative as your fault. Ending it with “safe travels ...

I danced.

 This past Saturday night i revisited what it felt like to be the zero fucks ME.   I had talked myself out of going out that night.  I dragged my ass around the house and thought of every reason to text my girlfriend an excuse about why i wasn't going out. I had many valid reasons.  Putting on real clothes, trying to make myself attractive, going somewhere i've never been all by myself to walk up to a man i've been talking to, but haven't ever met face to face.   Okay, Mb.  Just put on your sassy pants and go do it.  Nothing to lose, everything to gain.   But PJs.   No.   On my way I get a text from my gf, she's running late.  When i get to the venue I ask her "how late" and she says about 1/2 an hour. She's picking up our other 2 girlfriends. Do i sit out here in the car for half an hour like a baby when his gig starts in half hour, or do i go inside by myself (getting used to that) and find him, say hello ...

Same stuff

 Nothing new to report.   I've been managing my anxiety, trying to, at least.  I know when it's kicking up and i know it's temporary.   Still doing physical therapy, walking, stretching, losing weight VERY slowly.  Not so easy to lose it at my age.  But i have an appointment in September to discuss hormone replacement and i think that may help me out with body aches and lethargy. Mr. Cigar is as busy as ever, yet always manages to make me feel important in his life.  It's been only 3 months and that shocks me a little bit.  Feels like it's been so much longer.  The pace is perfect, and it's nice to not have to make power moves with him.   I need to see my kids.  I think about them daily and know they have busy lives.  But i feel disconnected sometimes.  Same with some of my friends.  It's really hard for me to reach out.  To anyone. And i've also been enjoying my "do absolutely nothing" time. ...