Cherry Crumpet
Hiraeth
- May 7, 2018
- 271
I'm posting this in the recovery section because it helps with my mental health to try to see myself 'recovering'.. or whatever.
I'm 36 years old. Woman. Gonna be 37 soon. My ex and I met when we were in our early 20s. He got married to some nasty mean lady.. she cheated.. he popped into my life again 10 yrs later.
Before this point I had been pretty depressed. Suicidal ideation frequently. After he and I started going out and dating seriously, my mood improved dramatically. I almost never thought of suicide. He also was very open to adoption in the future. I thought I was actually going to get a dream I wanted.
And then it all came crashing down. He broke up abruptly with me a few months ago. Turns out he can't handle serious relationships and just realized it now. I had grown attached to not just him, but his child from his broken marriage as well. I could see myself being their stepmom. I was bonding with his parents...
Then he basically said he thought we'd be better as friends. When I asked why, it was mainly physical differences. I guess my libedo wasn't high enough for him, although I never said 'no' if he wanted sex. Then I found out he might try for casual dating in the spring. That killed me. I asked if he ever did consider seriously dating again, if I would be someone he considered. His answer was 'potentially'.
I went from thinking this person was in love with me to finding out that he didn't even consider me a sure go if he wanted to date seriously again.. No. I wasn't even that. I'm down on the 'potential' rung. And that really hurt.
Now I really do feel I'll be alone forever. I'm fat. I have a ton of baggage (partially now thanks to him), my mom lives with me because she can't afford to live on her own. I don't see what ANYONE would see in me. And the ironic part was.. I kept wanting to ask him what he saw in me in the last few months.. and I guess I found out. He still said he considers me on or above the level of his best friend.. but that doesn't stop the hurt.
I'm trying to face a future where I will be alone. I do not make enough to raise a child alone. I don't make enough to even foster a child alone. I don't trust people anymore after what he did (led me along for 2 yrs).
I'm going to live alone, with no one to care about me, and eventually die alone. The only comfort I have is my mom will be with me for some of the time. After that, i will be alone.
It just seems hopeless. I pop a xanax after work because it's too bleak most of the time for me to think of it clearly.
I'm 36 years old. Woman. Gonna be 37 soon. My ex and I met when we were in our early 20s. He got married to some nasty mean lady.. she cheated.. he popped into my life again 10 yrs later.
Before this point I had been pretty depressed. Suicidal ideation frequently. After he and I started going out and dating seriously, my mood improved dramatically. I almost never thought of suicide. He also was very open to adoption in the future. I thought I was actually going to get a dream I wanted.
And then it all came crashing down. He broke up abruptly with me a few months ago. Turns out he can't handle serious relationships and just realized it now. I had grown attached to not just him, but his child from his broken marriage as well. I could see myself being their stepmom. I was bonding with his parents...
Then he basically said he thought we'd be better as friends. When I asked why, it was mainly physical differences. I guess my libedo wasn't high enough for him, although I never said 'no' if he wanted sex. Then I found out he might try for casual dating in the spring. That killed me. I asked if he ever did consider seriously dating again, if I would be someone he considered. His answer was 'potentially'.
I went from thinking this person was in love with me to finding out that he didn't even consider me a sure go if he wanted to date seriously again.. No. I wasn't even that. I'm down on the 'potential' rung. And that really hurt.
Now I really do feel I'll be alone forever. I'm fat. I have a ton of baggage (partially now thanks to him), my mom lives with me because she can't afford to live on her own. I don't see what ANYONE would see in me. And the ironic part was.. I kept wanting to ask him what he saw in me in the last few months.. and I guess I found out. He still said he considers me on or above the level of his best friend.. but that doesn't stop the hurt.
I'm trying to face a future where I will be alone. I do not make enough to raise a child alone. I don't make enough to even foster a child alone. I don't trust people anymore after what he did (led me along for 2 yrs).
I'm going to live alone, with no one to care about me, and eventually die alone. The only comfort I have is my mom will be with me for some of the time. After that, i will be alone.
It just seems hopeless. I pop a xanax after work because it's too bleak most of the time for me to think of it clearly.
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