Ya, pretty much where I'm at. I wake up sad because he was my family, you know?
But, and it is a big but, he does not get it and I can't imagine ever seeing him as the guy who would be here for me come hell or high water...and that is truly what I want.
So, I am moving on and oddly, we are getting along and I just ignore any and all frivolous communication...I let him play with himself.
It is just so odd to be so ok and nice to him while still maintaining my boundaries...
I hope you are able to relish in the done-ness of your sitch...and enjoy your life.
