Yesterday Mr. TDH - now known as Sociopathic Ex Boyfriend or Mr. SEB - finally seemed to notice my distinct lack of enthusiasm in answering his text messages and offered to "give me some space" - an offer I promptly took him up on.
It has been blessedly quiet today without the constant lovey messages about how well he's doing and the great insights he's gaining and how much he misses me. (Not that I don't wish him luck in his recovery - I do - it's just that I know as long as he's lying about major portions of his life, his recovery cannot be truly deep and lasting. I feel like much of what he is telling me is for show.) It takes all my strength to bite his tongue and not ask him how much he is missing the new chick he started dating right before his meltdown.
He did, of course, then quickly petition me to send him his replacement phone which just arrived at my house. On the one hand, I'm reluctant to send it yet (he lost TWO phones during his month long binge, and he's only been sober 9 days). On the other hand, I figure the sooner he gets that phone, the sooner he can move on to new female targets that will take his focus off of me. So I will probably send it to him later this week.
without the constant lovey messages about how well he's doing and the great insights he's gaining and how much he misses me. (Not that I don't wish him luck in his recovery - I do - it's just that I know as long as he's lying about major portions of his life, his recovery cannot be truly deep and lasting. I feel like much of what he is telling me is for show.) It takes all my strength to bite his tongue and not ask him how much he is missing the new chick he started dating right before his meltdown. 