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- From: llama@pooh.cc.utexas.edu (sine nomine)
- Newsgroups: alt.angst
- Subject: Re: When Does It End?
- Message-ID: <83936@ut-emx.uucp>
- Date: 19 Nov 92 07:28:25 GMT
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- IDJMW@ASUACAD.BITNET wrote:
-
- : When does a relationship end? Does it ever end? Does it ever stop
- : hurting? Or is the Ex-S.O. doomed to return again and again and again
-
- as recently as four months ago i'd've said it never ends. even though
- it had been six months since my ex and i officially broke up (the
- process was agonizingly slow and took about six months to happen), i
- was still a puppet, still trying to figure out how i'd failed and what
- i could do to show him i'd changed. i was dating other guys, yeah, but
- i was comparing them all to him and they weren't winning. i also had
- the clever habit of dating incredibly unsuitable men (way too young,
- or planning to move out of the state in a few months, or not really my
- type.
-
- but i don't think it was this guy so much as it was the passion we'd
- had. it was the first time in my life i'd given myself over completely
- to giddy, love-sick euphoria, and i didn't think i'd ever find that
- again (okay, so i was wrong). letting him go was like watching a dream
- die and was probably the single most painful experience of my life,
- which is really saying a lot. shortly after it became obvious that it
- was going to end, i was hospitalized and taking sedatives every night
- because i couldn't bear to go to bed uOBnless i knew i was going to pass
- out immediately. it was the first time i understood heartbreak as a
- physical pain.
-
- so last june when he started telling mutual friends that he still
- loved me (at a time when i was about to get involved with a new man,
- btw) i freaked. i forgot about the times he got kinda physical with
- me. i forgot about how he fucked someone else in a closet at a party.
- i passed over his general noncommunicativeness and lack of a life
- outside his computer and his pot. i jumped.
-
- to make a long story short, it didn't work out. never really got
- started, actually. he was the same person he'd been, and i wanted
- more. but still, i kept thinking that maybe he'd change, that i must
- have affected him somehow, since it took him nearly a year to date
- anyone but me. i was pretty much over it, but still had occasional
- twinges.
-
- so now i'm in love and it's even more intense and more real than it
- was with this ex. and when i heard he'd found a girlfriend, my
- reaction was pique at being gotten over (how dare he!) but i wasn't
- incapacitated like i would have been a year ago. still, i don't know
- if i'd've considered myself *over* him.
-
- so today, i took the bus back to campus to meet the marmoset online.
- wow. there was my ex, big as life. so i sat next to him, and we
- talked, and i was kinda watching myself, trying to figure out what i
- felt.
-
- not much of anything. i wondered what i'd ever seen in him, why i'd
- nearly wrecked my life over him. i saw an aging hippie with some
- adolescent mannerisms, someone you have to pry comments out of. an
- attractive man, but not gorgeous. no sexual desire was there, no
- tension, no chemistry. just a guy with no life who used to be part of
- mine.
-
- it was weird. too cool. i wanted to laugh and dance and skip all the
- way to the lab. i'm free. he doesn't matter anymore. he can't hurt me
- again. i feel like i did after a 104-degree fever i'd had for days
- broke: happy, tired, kind of drained. now i'm free to give myself
- entirely to the man i love.
-
- : And isn't he ever going to just go away and leave me alone?
-
- probably not, but you'll get to where you don't care anymore.
- he'll wear off eventually.
-
- : Is everything always going to be my fault?
-
- depends on who you ask.
- as long as you let him make it so, yes.
-
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