GoldDust
12-10-2006, 10:21 PM
Note: this is a long post.
I'm back posting after a couple of years - I need a place to vent and start soothing my broken heart. The "condensed" background.....I'm 53, he's 32...we had been a couple for 6 years, but didn't live together. I had a better connection with him that I did with my ex-husband (who I was with for almost 25 years). We truly loved each other (or so I/we thought), enjoyed each other's company, had a surprising number of common interests.
In late September he decided he didn't know what he wanted....he felt envious that both his siblings were married and one had children. He loved me but wasn't sure he could close the door on a family of his own. So we split....of course he gave me the "but I still love you and want to be friends" speech....which seemed ok at the time, but it soon became apparent that being friends was going to be WAY too hard for me.
My heart was shattered....I had all the joy sucked right out of my life. I know it sounds pathetic to allow a man to have that power, but I truly loved this man and losing him was like losing any other loved one...it hurt, and it hurt badly. All those physical symptoms of loss expressed by others in this forum applied to me....I cried incessantly, couldn't eat, couldn't sleep, couldn't even brush my teeth without gagging, lost 20 pounds in two months (which would have been a positive thing, except I didn't need to lose weight). To compound the stress, my mom has health issues and a limited life expectancy.
Then the story gets complicated. We had some limited contact and each of us was having huge problems getting over the other. He was second guessing himself....had he made a mistake, why couldn't he be happy having someone who he loved, who was his rock, his best friend, even if it meant he wouldn't have children of his own (btw, I had never said I was not open to children, either through adoption, surrogacy, or IVF). Anyway, he agreed to try a joint counselling session to find a way for us to emotionally distance ourselves and help us separate.
I received a call (before the counselling session was set up) on a Monday that he needed to see me....so we met and to my absolute shock (and I have to admit, to my absolute delight), he poured out his soul and told me he'd made a decision. He loved me and, in spite of the fact that we wouldn't have children, I was the one he wanted.....he wanted us to get back together, he wanted us to move in together, and if that went well, he wanted to marry me. He wanted to wake up with me every morning, he wanted us to share our lives together. Well, what woman in her right mind wouldn't be ecstatic? I sure was, since I had not expected this turn of events at all.
Coincidentally, the counsellor telephoned to set up the appointment as I was on my way to meet my ex-bf. I told him that the counsellor had phoned and that an appointment was set up, and he agreed that we would go, but that the intent might be different than we had originally planned.
My joy lasted exactly 5 days. We met again on Friday to decide how to approach the conselling session, and that's when my world fell apart for the second time in 2 months. He was having anxiety attacks and was terrified about his decision. He was back to not knowing what he wanted. While I'd like to say he has commitment issues (I think that does play a part in it though, because he has previously exhibited indecisiveness in other areas of his life), I suspect he's still wrestling with the whole age-gap aspect of the relationship, and the "family of his own" issue. We did attend the counselling session, and he now has a time limit set to make a final decision so we're not stuck in limbo. The counsellor advised each of us to seek individual counselling.....for him to determine what it is he really wants out of life and why he can't make a decision.....for me to determine whether I want to continue the relationship if he decides that's what he wants.
I am seeing a counsellor. Since he and I have not had contact since the joint counselling session, I don't know whether or not he is working on his issues or not. My counsellor, after hearing my side of our story, thinks that I may have to be the one who decides the fate of this relationship...i.e. how many times am I willing to put myself through this pain before I say enough is enough, and I also have to decide whether he is really worth all this pain and anxiety. So I'm working on my issues....and waiting for New Year's Day (the deadline for his decision).
I alternate between hope and despair....between wanting him back and wanting him to drop off the face of the earth. I'm managing much better than I was in September and October, but his unexpected declaration of love in November, followed so quickly by his indecisiveness, has hurt and confused me. Has anyone else experienced anything like this??? If so, what did you do...how did you cope?
Sorry for the long post, but I really, really, really needed to vent.
I'm back posting after a couple of years - I need a place to vent and start soothing my broken heart. The "condensed" background.....I'm 53, he's 32...we had been a couple for 6 years, but didn't live together. I had a better connection with him that I did with my ex-husband (who I was with for almost 25 years). We truly loved each other (or so I/we thought), enjoyed each other's company, had a surprising number of common interests.
In late September he decided he didn't know what he wanted....he felt envious that both his siblings were married and one had children. He loved me but wasn't sure he could close the door on a family of his own. So we split....of course he gave me the "but I still love you and want to be friends" speech....which seemed ok at the time, but it soon became apparent that being friends was going to be WAY too hard for me.
My heart was shattered....I had all the joy sucked right out of my life. I know it sounds pathetic to allow a man to have that power, but I truly loved this man and losing him was like losing any other loved one...it hurt, and it hurt badly. All those physical symptoms of loss expressed by others in this forum applied to me....I cried incessantly, couldn't eat, couldn't sleep, couldn't even brush my teeth without gagging, lost 20 pounds in two months (which would have been a positive thing, except I didn't need to lose weight). To compound the stress, my mom has health issues and a limited life expectancy.
Then the story gets complicated. We had some limited contact and each of us was having huge problems getting over the other. He was second guessing himself....had he made a mistake, why couldn't he be happy having someone who he loved, who was his rock, his best friend, even if it meant he wouldn't have children of his own (btw, I had never said I was not open to children, either through adoption, surrogacy, or IVF). Anyway, he agreed to try a joint counselling session to find a way for us to emotionally distance ourselves and help us separate.
I received a call (before the counselling session was set up) on a Monday that he needed to see me....so we met and to my absolute shock (and I have to admit, to my absolute delight), he poured out his soul and told me he'd made a decision. He loved me and, in spite of the fact that we wouldn't have children, I was the one he wanted.....he wanted us to get back together, he wanted us to move in together, and if that went well, he wanted to marry me. He wanted to wake up with me every morning, he wanted us to share our lives together. Well, what woman in her right mind wouldn't be ecstatic? I sure was, since I had not expected this turn of events at all.
Coincidentally, the counsellor telephoned to set up the appointment as I was on my way to meet my ex-bf. I told him that the counsellor had phoned and that an appointment was set up, and he agreed that we would go, but that the intent might be different than we had originally planned.
My joy lasted exactly 5 days. We met again on Friday to decide how to approach the conselling session, and that's when my world fell apart for the second time in 2 months. He was having anxiety attacks and was terrified about his decision. He was back to not knowing what he wanted. While I'd like to say he has commitment issues (I think that does play a part in it though, because he has previously exhibited indecisiveness in other areas of his life), I suspect he's still wrestling with the whole age-gap aspect of the relationship, and the "family of his own" issue. We did attend the counselling session, and he now has a time limit set to make a final decision so we're not stuck in limbo. The counsellor advised each of us to seek individual counselling.....for him to determine what it is he really wants out of life and why he can't make a decision.....for me to determine whether I want to continue the relationship if he decides that's what he wants.
I am seeing a counsellor. Since he and I have not had contact since the joint counselling session, I don't know whether or not he is working on his issues or not. My counsellor, after hearing my side of our story, thinks that I may have to be the one who decides the fate of this relationship...i.e. how many times am I willing to put myself through this pain before I say enough is enough, and I also have to decide whether he is really worth all this pain and anxiety. So I'm working on my issues....and waiting for New Year's Day (the deadline for his decision).
I alternate between hope and despair....between wanting him back and wanting him to drop off the face of the earth. I'm managing much better than I was in September and October, but his unexpected declaration of love in November, followed so quickly by his indecisiveness, has hurt and confused me. Has anyone else experienced anything like this??? If so, what did you do...how did you cope?
Sorry for the long post, but I really, really, really needed to vent.

