I’ve had a realationship with someone for several years…a rather weird realtionship, online, basically. But we got in to some pretty serious conversations. About sex, about a lot more.
The past few months we got particularly intense (i thought) and were talking about meeting.
The other day i thought he was going to call so i was waiting…No call. Unless it was the five minutes I got on line to find out if the phone ringing was him and i missed him. Because i wanted to talk to him.
Then I get a e mail saying A) I wasn’t there and he waited but I wasn’t there and he shouldn’t have to put up with that (never mind that when we were talking online and he suddenly disappeared ii got upset…till he said it was a tech problem and I said…hey, it happens.) B) He didn’t feel the same way any more and we wouldn’t be talking anymore.
Just like that. As in, the day before he was talking intensely. Very. And as I said talking about real life…
I said i was confused. And hurt. And felt betrayed.
He said he hadn’t been feeling the same way and had been “just going through the motions” for the past month or so. But i shouldn’t be upset because it was a good experience for me.
Bullshit.
It was a good experience till i found out it didn’t really mean anything. It’s about an interaction. That’s the point. If it’s not a real interaction…no it doesn’t mean anything. I’ve been opening up to him like i haven’t with anyone for a long time. And he was going through the motions. Which is ok…i mean if he feels that way he feels that way. I understand.
But he couldn’t give me the respect to tell me? At least not till he gets pissed off about a missed phone call? I thought we were friends.
And given what we were talking about till yesterday…
And all he says is why i shouldn’t be upset…hell i should be grateful.
Well, I AM hurt. And betrayed. i don’t know what he’s going through, i do know he didn’t bother to tell me about it. And i thought we were…really talking. Apparently not.
I don’t know what to do with myself. One minute I think what the hell…we weren’t really …err…boyfriend and girlfriend. The next minute i feel all the stuff we shared over the years and mourn it. The next minute i’m just disappointed at what we won’t get to share. The next minute I want him dead. I don’t know what to think.
I just know I feel stupid. Going through the motions???
Anyway, end of vent.