I am trying to take care of me. He is nowhere near me and I am still on the rollercoaster; I have only me to blame for that.
I can recall him saying to me at BD that it did not matter if it was two weeks or two months, he would come after me. Just words again. Of course, I did not realize that at that time there was someone else helping him gimp along.
Our last conversation I told him that he could not destroy me and that my own happiness was in my power. He was hurt by that, but I told him that was not my intention. It is true, he won't destroy me - not even close. But the more he neglects and stays away, the more he destroys his chances of returning. He does not care about that now and might never care about that, but I do. That state means detachment. YAY!
