For once I'm the dumper, not the dumpee, and I am utterly, horribly miserable. I can't figure out if what I'm going through is normal, and if I've made the right decision...
First things first - my history in relationships involves me rarely being single for any length of time, and diving quickly into long term things. 6 months, for me, has probably been my "shortest." My history also has involved me being cheated on by every one of these girl I dated for 6 months, 1 year, 2 years, etc... - except this last one, my longest by far. We'll call it more than 5, and less than 10. I was her first love. I'm sure that, to some extent, this is a factor in what went wrong.
I was with this girl for enough years that friends thought it absurd we never talked about marriage, etc.
On and off, several times throughout our relationship, I would find fault and decide that maybe I should move on. However, instead of moving on, I stayed with her. After all, for once I wasn't being cheated on. She hadn't done anything wrong, so how could I dump her? I realize what a horrible, weak person this makes me, and how I should have broken it off long ago instead of prolonging it. I realize this and it kills me.
The problems:
- We were totally uncommunicative about "us". We never once discussed marriage, moving in, etc in our several years together. I realize how utterly insane this is, and I have no clue how we managed to completely avoid it for such a very long time.
- Our relationship often lacked passion. She didn't kiss me like she loved me. We didn't have that playful physicality, etc. I thought maybe this just went away because we'd been together so long, and that that was normal after a certain amount of time. Is it?
- She is very shy and introverted, making social outings with my friends (often also introverted, but at least social) miserable for me. Mind you, she wasn't doing anything to make things miserable -- she just wasn't doing anything at all! She would hardly talk to my friends at all.
- This is really more my problem than hers, I guess, but I feed strongly on the emotional state of those with me. Even if she's having a good time, she expresses very little of it outwardly (i.e. at a concert, a sporting event, etc) -- so I spend my entire time at that event feeling crappy that she doesn't seem to be having a good time.
Basically, it's not that she did anything "wrong" -- it's just that we didn't seem to have chemistry anymore, and weren't working out. I didn't feel like I could spend the rest of my life with someone who didn't seem to express any actual enjoyment of the time we spent together, who couldn't socialize at least a little bit with my friends, etc.
I took WAY too long to do something about this. I realize what a horrible, weak person this makes me. I realize I should have broken up with her much sooner - especially because I was her first long term relationship, and I have crushed this girl's heart. I just kept thinking in the back of my mind "maybe this will turn around ... she hasn't done anything wrong... and she hasn't cheated on me!"
So, the breakup.... it was the most miserable several hours of my life. Finally, after I tell her it's over, that's when it comes out that she's wanted to be with me forever... that she's wanted to grow old with me, but been afraid to talk to me about it for fear of scaring me away... This seems normal for a while - maybe even a year or two... but several years? I think she should have felt comfortable talking to me if she wanted to. I don't place blame on her, though. I didn't initiate these types of conversations, either.
The problem, and the question:
It has been 4 days and I cannot stop reliving the breakup. I am going through a lot of other things right now too, with a dying relative, an immediate family member having a serious surgery, and a variety of other things, which certainly aren't helping my emotional state. I cannot stop re-hearing all of her begging and pleading for me to not leave. Seeing the tears in her eyes and feeling the snot on my neck as she bawled her eyes out in my arms, screaming bloody murder because I had just stabbed her in the heart.
The breakup plays in my head constantly. I see how upset I've made her, how I have crushed her, and it makes me feel horrible, weak and worthless. It makes me feel like one of the worst human beings alive. I thought being the dumper was supposed to be easier, but it's not. I cannot stop thinking about her and what I've done to her. I am obsessive about it.
I am also obsessive about our last communication - an email she sent quickly after the breakup where she noted that, as I suggested, she would be spending time with family and friends and trying to be strong. She specifically mentioned a friend had come to visit her, and while she was not specific, I know who that friend is. It's a guy who's been waiting to get into her pants for every single solitary moment that she and I have been together. I have known that he has been making not-so-subtle hints to her throughout our relationship, and that she has not reciprocated. I realize I've broken up with her, and she is no longer "mine" - she can do whatever she wants. I still can't help but feel sick to my stomach knowing that literally within hours, he is swooping in and taking advantage of her state of mind right now.
She also begged me in that email that this be a "break", not a "break up", and that we meet again in 2 weeks. I did not capitulate to this demand, as I felt that leading her on would be even more wrong than how long it took to finally voice my opinion about our relationship and break it off.
Finally, the questions:
Am I normal for obsessing over this breakup, even as the dumper and not the dumpee?
Am I crazy / stupid for worrying about this jerk who's been pining for her for several years now and is immediately rushing in?
After several years of a non communicative relationship - now that we've finally broken the ice during a breakup - is she right that now that we're finally talking, maybe we could/should try to salvage it and see what it's like when we communicate? I was so sure of my decision that we just weren't compatible. Now I'm doubting myself. Maybe I've been spurned so many times that I am just looking for an excuse to get out and avoid having it happen again?
I am a complete wreck. I am holding back tears every day at work. The breakup replays in my head when I'm laying in bed until I finally fall asleep. It replays in my head immediately upon waking up. I am doubting myself and my decision and I am at a complete loss. I don't know what to do with myself anymore.
All I do know is that as much as I want to contact her, I know I can't. I won't. I will wait the 2 weeks that we agreed to. The 2 weeks that she begged me for. I just don't know that all the time in the world will ever sort this out.
posted by doompuppy to human relations (34 comments total)
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Yes. Completely so.
I just don't know that all the time in the world will ever sort this out.
It surely will.
posted by procrastination at 8:33 AM on March 4, 2009