I went over yesterday. We had a very friendly conversation after I showed my vacation photos and told my stories. By friendly, I mean, about
on the surface topics. I thought the time was going to end without addressing the issues between us, which would give me my answer. I was making my move to leave and he said that "We will have to talk about
what happened that last day ..... some day ... not today .... I can't go that deep." I said okay but stayed a bit and talked a little. He said he couldn't get low right now, had to get up and do something. So, we walked my dog. Again, i was making my move the leave and he started talking about
that day, but said he didn't want to talk about
it. I asked a couple of questions out of curiosity, gave my side of the story of what was going on inside me. And then I started sharing about
the therapy and mental health assistance that I have been getting for three years. .... a part of me that I have kept to myself. I shared ALL OF IT! We both said that it was the best conversation we had had in our entire relationship. He was moved by my vulnerability. .... shaken, really. .... He told me that was a good story and he wanted to leave it at that ... said he was very uncomfortable with anyone seeing him cry. Said he had done a lot of crying over the last two months. I said that I would leave him to give that gift to himself, because I do consider it a gift.
We exchanged a couple of trembling kisses and I went home.
He has not sought help for himself. He said that he would now. He is struggling with the difference between managing his desire to help his daughter and his translations of that meaning that he doesn't care for her. He doesn't get the difference and he has to get to that point.
In the end, I came home thinking that this was a beautiful ending to a relationship for me. That I was myself, my true real self, and I was not rejected nor defiled. I was solid. I told him at one point that the biggest learning for me over the past two months was that I learned where his issues end and where mine begin. I became comfortable with the concept that I can't make him feel better or anyone. That everyone is entitled to their bad feelings. I told him that the big aha moment I had was when i said to myself while riding (his) bike .... "I started this relationship trying to be someone that I'm not. I ended it finding myself." I cried and cried when i said that to him. His response was touching and beautiful and accepting.
So that's that. The journey continues for me. I hope this man will find half the peace that i have found.
Thank you for writing and for your support, especially moderator Karen.
Post Edited (eneli) : 8/7/2011 7:24:34 AM (GMT-6)