Lifespan: Seven years and one month
My SO and I are calling it quits. It's been on the horizon for a while. He isn't romantically interested in me anymore, and there's nothing I can do about that.
On the one hand, I feel like I've been kicked in the gut. On the other hand, him manning up and admitting that he wasn't feeling it anymore and just wanted to move on felt like this massive weight of denial had been lifted from my chest. It was exhilarating, at moments almost euphoric.
We spent about half of last night crying and half the night hugging each other and reminiscing. It was like we were holding a wake for our relationship. (Although not our entire relationship. I expect we will remain friends; we were friends for years before we hooked up.)
I called my sister and she says that kind of process is common. (she's had a lot more relationships than I have, so I trust her experience)
I don't want to tell my mom because she will say something to the effect of "Yay, now you don't have to support his unemployed ass!" (and if she doesn't my stepdad surely will) and to me that is so far from the point. Yeah, I won't miss buying him cigarettes, but what I'm really happy about is that we aren't living a lie anymore. Even the $80/month that cigarettes cost doesn't compare to that.
On the one hand, I feel like I've been kicked in the gut. On the other hand, him manning up and admitting that he wasn't feeling it anymore and just wanted to move on felt like this massive weight of denial had been lifted from my chest. It was exhilarating, at moments almost euphoric.
We spent about half of last night crying and half the night hugging each other and reminiscing. It was like we were holding a wake for our relationship. (Although not our entire relationship. I expect we will remain friends; we were friends for years before we hooked up.)
I called my sister and she says that kind of process is common. (she's had a lot more relationships than I have, so I trust her experience)
I don't want to tell my mom because she will say something to the effect of "Yay, now you don't have to support his unemployed ass!" (and if she doesn't my stepdad surely will) and to me that is so far from the point. Yeah, I won't miss buying him cigarettes, but what I'm really happy about is that we aren't living a lie anymore. Even the $80/month that cigarettes cost doesn't compare to that.