Hi Pearl, yes, we are physically separated and have been since May of last year. He did spend a lot of time with us over the holidays and such, but still had his own place. I am slowly getting used to not being with him at all now and slowly I am stopping longing for his presence. I am starting to feel real detachment, and you know something? This doesn't feel much better unfortunately. It is surreal that someone I used to be so close to am so far apart from now. It doesn't seem possible.
It was 3 and a half weeks ago today that I told H that we needed to separate and that I couldn't be with him anymore, knowing his did not feel the right way, that he loves me only as a friend. And other than kid stuff and financial stuff, we've kept our conversations to the absolute minimum. In my heart, I know it is the right thing for us, but today a family member confirmed that he recently told her that "we aren't 'trying' anymore" and that really really hurts, and I don't understand why? It is the painful truth. Why, why, why is accepting the reality of the situation so hard? It is extremely hard, but no harder than being with him when he doesn't want me. Ugh. I'm having a bad day today.
Wish there was a board on here that was specifically for people who have dropped the rope, or aren't trying anymore.
