and I separated I have been asked out on many dates. I generally say no. The couple times I’ve agreed, it didn’t go well. Before going on said “dates” I explained that I was recently out of a relationship and wasn’t looking for anything but friendship. They would swear it was ok, but through the evening try to pour on the romance and try to turn it into something other than two friends going out. I would them remind them of the terms of us having supper… then I get pissy attitudes and never hear back from them. Once I got a “Have you any idea what you have done to me you fucking bitch? I thought I could trust you and we had something special” text.. can we say stalker much?
I had met one very nice man who was interested in dating me and the only one who accepted I wasn’t ready to date. We did things like walk in the park or have fires on the beach. Was really nice to have a friend. Then he died in a car accident. I really miss him- he truely was one of those genuine nice guys.
Then I met a lady who I just adored.(Not that she and I were going to be dating, but she was a good friend) We had tons in common and I felt like I had met a kindred spirit. Then she moved away and since we have lost touch.
Then I met a new friend. He is quite a bit younger than me and drives me mental sometimes, we have absolutely nothing in common.
And I do mean NOTHING. He makes me smiles though. I spend time with him when I can and he always makes me comfortable when I am with him. He wants a relationship, but I don’t think I am ready for it.
With his age and needs I just don’t see it as something that would work long term.. or short for that matter. I dunno.
I recently learned my ex has been dating for months. I am very glad he has found someone to love again. Just hurts I guess that it was so quick after our separation, and that I spent so long feeling guilty with him telling me I had wrecked him and he would never find love again. That I used him and took all that was good and left him old, unloveable and alone.
Those words stung and I was for a time afraid that they were true. Now I see that they were not and as he may believed them at the time, he doesn’t now.. well so it would seem with him new relationship anyways. All the things we had planned to do but he would never make time for, he and his new partner are doing together. That kinda hurts too. I wish that in those last few years things would have been differnt and our friendship would have been strong enough to get us through it all.
I made very sure not to get into any relationships as to not hurt his feelings and to make sure I was ready and more importantly he wouldn’t be hurt further by my actions. Then I got to find out at a party with a room full of people standing there looking at me like they were about to tell me my mom had died as they found out on facebook that my ex was in a relationship. I showed some “poise” and handled it better than I thought I would.
Ya .. it stung. Kinda thought he would let me know before he anounced it to the world, or maybe that my children would have mentioned it.
I guess in the end it it/was never any of my business as I gave up that right when I left. 2 years ago