Sunday, December 2, 2007

I talked to my sister who always knows what to say to me, and she helped me realize that one of the reasons I got so upset by the ex's failure to disclose to me his new relationship is because it is the exact same thing he used to do when we were dating that drove me bananas. He would keep things from me--and then say he did it to protect my feelings. The truth is, he probably did have that in mind, but that is not his role--that is a parent's role. I have all the parents I need.

I also wonder if he had selfish reasons for not telling me--in September when that message was written, I was still under the delusion that we could be together. 1 in the hand 2 in the bush, perhaps? Or just avoiding a scene, or trying to keep me in his life period. But that begs the question--what role am I playing in his life? Not a friend, because friends share these things---although I may have requested non-disclosure now that I think about it. So maybe I am a jerk for getting mad when I requested no information on his dating life.

No, I am still upset. Because there is dishonesty to me in having whatever we had this summer and then jumping into bed with someone else. I firmly believe you should be over someone before getting under someone new--and every time I hear of overlap--even when it doesn't involve me, I get angry.

Again, back to the role I play. Am I just the ego booster?
And what role does he play in my life? I don't have a ready answer, but like I told my sister, I intend to use this anger in a positive way. There is no sense in being angry at him--he acted totally consistent with his past behavior, so there is no disbelief element--maybe disbelief that I acted the way I did. Why in the world did I want to be with him so badly?

I don't intend to put him down, but if he wasn't all about me, why was I all about him?
I think this is where the pain I am feeling is coming from--I cannot continue to lie to myself. His dating someone else a month after he left town is totally inconsistent with the lie I was telling myself: the lie that he had the same intense feelings for me that I had for him.

There is the lie, and I told it, so I guess I just have me to be upset with. I'm trying not to beat myself up--that does nothing but tear myself down and I need to build myself up.

ok. This was a stream of conscious type entry. End result: he acted consistently based upon previous experiences and that behavior was inconsistent with the version of him in my mind. Now, what to do about it?
I have already deleted his phone number, and 900+ emails. And I am about to take to the dumpster all of the craft projects I have been working on for him. I think that takes care of everything.

My question to the world is, am I being over-reactive by deleting someone from my life based on something they did 3 months ago--something that was motivated by their natural need to want to be with someone, and the non-disclosure of which I requested. Or, is the realization that I created a version of person that was not based in reality enough of a justification to walk away from someone forever?
I already experienced something similar with a female, non-romantic friend this fall, and I came to the conclusion that if I would not be friends with the reality based version of a person, then I should not continue a friendship with that person in the hopes that the person would suddenly manifest into my fantasy based version of that person. Did I just answer my own question?
I guess all I can say is the same thing I told my female friend this fall: I like him, I just like me more.
Being friends with an ex is not easy, and it may not always be the best idea. If I am reacting this strongly--maybe extracting myself from the situation is the best idea. Right?
Besides, he will just get mad if he reads this anyway--because I asked him not to tell me.

I know this is long, but mostly I am just thinking it out.
If we are having the same kind of drama as friends that we had as romantic partners, and we determined those dramas meant we should not be romantic partners, then it is reasonable that we should not be friends either. Just logical reasoning.

So, I need to try to be more realistic--and stop creating fantasies in my head of how people are/feel about me. I think all of this makes sense. I feel embarrassed about the way I felt this summer--embarrassed that I was so needy and "confessed my love" when all the while he was boning some other chick. So maybe my desire to rid all traces of his existence has less to do with being mad at him for boning someone else and more to do with my embarrassment of not being wanted---and being so blind to the fact that I wasn't wanted. It makes me feel like a loser--and it definitely reminds me of adolescence. Don't make me tell you the story about one of my crushes calling me up--getting my hopes all up in the air--only to ask me about my older, hotter sister.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

My friend, you must have climbed into my little head, stolen my thoughts and typed them up in this post. Although our situations are a bit different I am experiencing many of the same emotions right now. I'm doubt myself and beating myself up for caring too much or maybe caring too little.

Who knows?!?! I feel as thought I can only blame myself for allowing this to happen, yet if I don't allow myself to be vulnerable and take risks nothing (good or bad) will EVER happen. I'm trying to make an effort not to live my life in fear but I completely relate to that awful feeling of adolescence.

Why does he have a new girlfriend when I am clearly the better woman? Why does he continually avoid my attempts at a friendship while shamelessly admitting his relationship is not going very well. Why, after admitting that his relationship is awful, does he insist that I should hang out with him and the new gf and make nice. As if I have done something wrong. As if I am supposed to just accept the loss and move on already. As if I have no feelings and have not been MORE than cordial and understanding about the entire, complicated mess.

Friend, you said all of this better than I ever good. (I have always admired your writing). You are completely justified in wanting to purge him from your life. Perhaps it is your way of healing over. It doesn't have to mean that you never have contact again until the end of time. But you can close that chapter and allow yourself the privilege of letting go of it all.

I have never been one to cause physical harm to myself but I'm beginning to realize that I have a tendency to inflict emotional harm on myself. As soon as my mood starts to sway towards depressed/emotional/hurt I am immediately confronted with the memories of every painful experience I have lived through. I have to believe I have some control over my thoughts to the extent that I can rationalize things and rid my mind of the negativity, but often times I just wallow in the self doubt and bitterness. I know that I shouldn't still be wounded by the comment someone made in 7th grade about my body, but it still stings as if they said it 5 minutes ago. Those painful memories are bad enough individually but in the aggregate they serve to drown me in self hatred.

I don't have answers, only an ear to listen and a promise that I won't judge you. For what its worth, I love you and I think you are really special. Sometimes the negative stuff we hear or make up about ourselves is easier to believe, but occasionally kind words from a friend or stranger stick with us. I admire your openness and candidness. I am a stronger person for knowing you. Through your stories I have been able to acknowledge parts of my personality and mental health that need improvement, which is frustrating, yet because of you I don't feel alone.

You know how to find me if you need a break of the sadness and I would be happy to bring some matches to help us rid ourselves of reminders of the men in our past. xo

RP said...

You are clearly the better woman. He has a new girlfriend because he went looking for one--you have not been on a man hunt, have you?

What are you getting out of this relationship? We need to talk.

I love you, friend!