larasteele
04-14-2003, 10:00 AM
Well.
If anyone recalls my saga with an OM, I humbly pen the conclusion.
I'm out.
I have decided a few things. I had decided them before last night, but the event I will share momentarily sealed the deal.
Number 1: I want more than this. I am NOT a bad person for knowing that I seek a stable, committed relationship. I have to both understand that this is what I need, and accept that it is not going to be top on everyone else's list...it isn't HIS priority, and that is a fact, incontrovertable. Two people wanting two seperate things...not going to work.
Number 2: He COULD change his mind...yes, this is true and possible. However, I also COULD win the lottery tommorrow--but I am not going to quit my job today. He may, in the future, be looking for something more. But I am not going to wait, and possibly miss a chance with someone who matches my priorities right now.
Number 3: In an attempt to reconcile my needs and wants to his, I have consistently lowered my expectations...and he has consistently not met them. I have hung in a "just dating/just friends" limbo for months...we have been "not serious" and able to "see other people" for the whole length of time we have been dating...when I honestly believe that eight months is long enough to know if the person you are dating is one you wish to be with, at least to the exclusion of other dates, while a full relationship is pursued.
There is a bit more to my decision than this...adding all the juicy details would just make this post too long.
So I will skip to the story.
Last night he was crabby. As usual, when he doesn't get enough sleep, his patience is nill, or nearly so. He was blunt bordering on rude to me...and I shut up. Well we dodged around each other for a while...mutual, but not enjoyable, silence ensued. I finally had a bit of enough, and asked him why he did that. That thing--the thing where HE is rude, then acts like I AM the one who did something wrong. He told me he had been picking up an attitude from me--it got really stupid, honestly. And then the kicker. I told him the "vibe" he picked up from me, was because at this time, I felt rotten from his callous lack of compassion or even simple manners...plus, he is the only person who has the power to make me feel THAT BAD. I waited for his response. I admit that my eyes began to tear up. He thought a moment, and said, "I don't know how to respond to that." Then walked away, leaving me with tears in my eyes...
THUD.
I don't know how to describe it. Something clicked...painfully. I looked at him, and saw...this person does not care...this person does not love me, and will not love me...even if I wasn't expecting love, I was expecting simple, decent compassion. In my experience, when one cares for someone, when one cares ABOUT someone, the knowledge that we have caused them pain is followed by a wish to rectify the sitution. For him to shut me down so suddenly, and to walk away from me when I needed kindness and caring from him...it was an eye-opener.
I don't know if he was ever the person I thought he was...I don't know if he was genuinely CONFUSED, as he stated more than once...I don't know if he simply got swept up in the idea that someone so much younger than him could fall for him...I just don't know. I can drive myself crazy here...
Stop.
What I do know is this. I am giving up on him...I am NOT giving up on love.
so thanks, all, for the support...I can't say I'm through needing it; in fact I may need more support than ever.
p.s. I was a bit tentative to post this...what if I change my mind? But I don't believe that is going to happen.
If anyone recalls my saga with an OM, I humbly pen the conclusion.
I'm out.
I have decided a few things. I had decided them before last night, but the event I will share momentarily sealed the deal.
Number 1: I want more than this. I am NOT a bad person for knowing that I seek a stable, committed relationship. I have to both understand that this is what I need, and accept that it is not going to be top on everyone else's list...it isn't HIS priority, and that is a fact, incontrovertable. Two people wanting two seperate things...not going to work.
Number 2: He COULD change his mind...yes, this is true and possible. However, I also COULD win the lottery tommorrow--but I am not going to quit my job today. He may, in the future, be looking for something more. But I am not going to wait, and possibly miss a chance with someone who matches my priorities right now.
Number 3: In an attempt to reconcile my needs and wants to his, I have consistently lowered my expectations...and he has consistently not met them. I have hung in a "just dating/just friends" limbo for months...we have been "not serious" and able to "see other people" for the whole length of time we have been dating...when I honestly believe that eight months is long enough to know if the person you are dating is one you wish to be with, at least to the exclusion of other dates, while a full relationship is pursued.
There is a bit more to my decision than this...adding all the juicy details would just make this post too long.
So I will skip to the story.
Last night he was crabby. As usual, when he doesn't get enough sleep, his patience is nill, or nearly so. He was blunt bordering on rude to me...and I shut up. Well we dodged around each other for a while...mutual, but not enjoyable, silence ensued. I finally had a bit of enough, and asked him why he did that. That thing--the thing where HE is rude, then acts like I AM the one who did something wrong. He told me he had been picking up an attitude from me--it got really stupid, honestly. And then the kicker. I told him the "vibe" he picked up from me, was because at this time, I felt rotten from his callous lack of compassion or even simple manners...plus, he is the only person who has the power to make me feel THAT BAD. I waited for his response. I admit that my eyes began to tear up. He thought a moment, and said, "I don't know how to respond to that." Then walked away, leaving me with tears in my eyes...
THUD.
I don't know how to describe it. Something clicked...painfully. I looked at him, and saw...this person does not care...this person does not love me, and will not love me...even if I wasn't expecting love, I was expecting simple, decent compassion. In my experience, when one cares for someone, when one cares ABOUT someone, the knowledge that we have caused them pain is followed by a wish to rectify the sitution. For him to shut me down so suddenly, and to walk away from me when I needed kindness and caring from him...it was an eye-opener.
I don't know if he was ever the person I thought he was...I don't know if he was genuinely CONFUSED, as he stated more than once...I don't know if he simply got swept up in the idea that someone so much younger than him could fall for him...I just don't know. I can drive myself crazy here...
Stop.
What I do know is this. I am giving up on him...I am NOT giving up on love.
so thanks, all, for the support...I can't say I'm through needing it; in fact I may need more support than ever.
p.s. I was a bit tentative to post this...what if I change my mind? But I don't believe that is going to happen.

