by thiswomanswork » Wed Jul 07, 2010 12:13 pm
OK, So, here's the story.
This girl and I have been together since Christmas of '08. And let me tell you, it has been fantatstic. I didn't fall for her right away; I was still pretty closed-off from a rough breakup with someone else. But she was patient and persistent, and for once in my life I fell slowly rather than quickly, and I just didn't stop falling for her.
So we get into a relationship, and it gets pretty serious pretty soon, all told. And what a relationship. We're very much in love with each other, alternately delighting or mock-sickening those around us; but not in a clingy or saccharine way. Rather, it's the way we share jokes, smile at each other, laugh together, and just generally fit. She moves in, and it turns out we live together very well, dividing our time between shared time, comfortable together-but-doing-our-own-thing time, and time off doing our own things.
Not to say it's all smooth or perfect; there are bumps, big arguments, things we get wrong first time around. We both have our own issues. But we work things out, and we're happy, in love, life is exciting and fun. Things are great, to the point where I'm really starting to think about growing old with this woman.
The above was not the crappy feelings part. This is where that starts.
So one day a few months back, she breaks up with me. She feels she has lost herself, and needs to find herself again. To do this, she needs to be not in a 'relationship', because if she is then she feels obligation to meet that person's needs. Also, she wants to go live in Berlin again (she lived there for awhile a few years back) in a year or so, and wants to go it alone there, rediscovering the place by herself.
So we break up, and it's rough but we manage... and oddly enough, the way things settle into after the breakup is practically the same as before it. We're still in love and living together, still sleeping and cuddling together, etc. The differences are more conceptual than ontological; there's no longer a sense that this is growing and going somewhere, it's a 'let's enjoy this while we have it' thing. That sort of thing.
Well, there is one other difference, which showed up recently when she developed a crush on someone and wanted to hang out with this person. Ironically, back before we broke up we were in an open relationship and this would have been no problem. But now, I am full of insecurity, fear, unhappiness, general freak-outiness about this. I deal with it as best I can, trying to be mature and not be hysterical or anything... but it has caused problems, to the point where I'm fairly sure if I *don't* manage to get past this, it's going to ruin what we do have, which is precious to me. What's more, it will ruin my hopes that once she's in Germany for awhile she will realise that there's something vital missing from her life and that thing is me, and she'll want to get back together and we'll live happy-ever-after, etc. Yeah, I know. I'm a dumbass like that, so sue me.
In any case, in a few hours I'm dropping her off at the hotel room where her crush is staying because he (yeah, he, she's bi) came down to see her, and they're going to be together all night and tomorrow. And if I don't find a way to adjust and be OK with this pretty damned pronto, it's gonna screw up everything. :(
I'll be everything that I want to be,
I am confidence in insecurity.
I am a voice yet waiting to be heard,
I'll shoot the shot, bang, that you hear 'round the world.