Unraveling

2 Aug

Week two of Monsieur le Baguette’s epic trip with his daughters is midway through.  He comes home at the end of the month.  We head to the Caribbean the day after he returns.  We’re flying separately.  It seems like it should be something so exciting to celebrate!  A romantic rendezvous after 6 weeks of being apart.  Breakfast in our king sized bed with an ocean view.  Strolling hand in hand along the beach at sunset.

I don’t foresee any of those things happening.

Something is wrong.  Interestingly enough, it was almost one day to the next.  One day he was telling me he wished I was with him and how it would be the best vacation ever.  Next thing I know he barely responds to texts and has suddenly lost interest.

Yes, I know he’s with his kids.  He was with them when we started dating and he was staying up until all hours on the phone with me.  Yes, I know he’s away.  When I was away he text messaged me all the time.  Yes, I know sometimes he’s with his family.  When he had friends in town he would find a way to message me.  To at least say he missed me or was thinking of me.  Now I get short responses to my questions.  There is no dialogue.  There is me pulling information from him, waiting forever for a response, and then a quick response.

Had a bit of a meltdown yesterday and #4 had to talk me down off the ledge.  I vomited all sorts of nothing into text asking him to help me.  I welcomed him to my low self confidence.

He told me what it was like to be a single father and it was hard to communicate sometimes.  “Focus on what he says and does, NOT on what he doesn’t say and do,” he wrote.  Okay, fine.  What he says and does is different than what he said and did before.  Even from what he said and did last week.  There’s less reach out.  He asks less questions now.  He flirts less.  He tells his daughter no when she wants to speak with me on the phone.  He is disengaging-I can feel it.

“Hey-feelings are ok.  It’s easy being single.  But a meaningful life is all about struggle right?” #4 told me at the end of our conversation.

Is it?  Perhaps I just want the easy part.

Perhaps we had nothing to build this on.  Perhaps it was that we’d had some things in common and now that he’s away there’s a realization there’s not much binding us together.  Perhaps it was the right place and the right time and it was only meant to last for a little while.  Perhaps it’s that Mercury’s in retrograde.  Perhaps it’s that I’m PMSing.  Perhaps I cried to my boss about it this morning.  Perhaps I’m not meant to be in a relationship.  Perhaps I’m blowing things out of proportion.  Perhaps I’m right to recognize something is wrong.  Perhaps I was right about being his rebound.

I’m not carrying the conversation anymore.  I told him awhile back he can’t coast and he has to work for it.  I don’t have time to chase after him – I’ve too much stuff on Netflix to watch.  Too many vacations to plan.  Too many instragram posts to scroll through.

On Monday I’ll be seeing my therapist.  The one I haven’t seen in nearly 8 years.  I can’t dig out of this by myself.  I need some extra help while this unravels around me.

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2 Responses to “Unraveling”

  1. Michele September 30, 2018 at 7:35 pm #

    Wondering how things are for you!

    • Catherinette October 5, 2018 at 11:06 am #

      Things are good. New post is up. 🙂 Thanks for checking in!

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