My girlfriend of 4.5 years broke up with me after we had a disagreement a little over a week ago. The last few months have been intense for her as she had been training for her first fitness competition, the working out and the dieting are pretty strict. I was warned that they get pretty high strung and loopy as they get closer to the competition. I knew better than to put any pressure on her, but given some tough times I had been having in my person life, I was starting to resent the fact that she wasn't spending any time with me. I tried my best not to bring anything up, but it was eating at me that she was always with her training group. I brought it up and it just did not come off well. She basically said she's always done me, it's always been about me, and though she was sorry that I was down and out, she was doing her for once. I tried to talk to her again the next day, but she just kept hiding behind text messaging and she finally put it bluntly - that she'd been unhappy for a while with how things weren't progressing and she didn't want to feel like that anymore.
Lord only knows her dedication to training for those competitions and always being with her training group had her feeling better than ever before. In some ways it started to provide this contrast between how she felt training and then how she felt with me. One thing I have to fess up to is that the past couple of years I've let myself get wrapped up in perceptions of the things that are wrong in my life to the point where I wasn't appreciating the one thing that was good. Ever seen the movie "Bruce Almighty" with Jim Carrey? His struggle in that movie hits home with me, as his character was so outwardly focused on his other failures instead of remembering he had the love of his life caring for him no matter what.
I was also getting cold feet and anxietal over "the next step" .....Constantly worried about getting my "house in order" with a career and finances. I always had stupid, stories I'd rationalize myself why I wasn't ready to take it there. I always kept this little bit of cushion between us. In some ways I also believe that the way my father is with my mother has a bit to do with all of this, as my household was not exactly the "I love you" househould with all love and affection all of the time. Growing up into my mid teens, I was the kind of guy who went to bed every night listening to Bobby Brown and thinking about a girl I had a crush on. Somewhere in my 20's I lost that and spent many years just doing the bar thing with friends, keeping everything casual. You start to do that a lot and you forget how to really "connect".
I am now 30. This girl was the most compassionate and understanding of challenges I was having over the years. Yet, I didn't reciprocate the kind of passion she needed. When she broke up with me, she basically said that she's given her all to this and doesn't have anymore to give. I can understand that. That for her, it's always been about me. I wish to God I didn't have to go thru this to learn this lesson, but I still love her. This last week has been real soul searching for me.
We haven't really spoken, which is so agonizingly hard because this is a person who I spoke to or hung out with every single day for 4.5 years. I have sent text messages to her as words of encouragement for her competitions and some others just reminiscing on what a great woman she is. It's tough because she trains out of the gym I work out at. Talk about walking into the belly of the beast. The other night I was walking out when all of the sudden she came out of her training room on the phone and we saw each other. I followed her outside and told her it's ok if she needed me to leave. She said it was just her step dad on the phone. I started to walk away, but I decided to not be the "victim" for once and march back over to her. We talked a little bit about her first competition last weekend, which hurts to know I didn't get to see. We talked about her one this weekend in LA. I gave her two big tight hugs, on the last one rubbed her shoulders and whispered in her ear I was so proud of her. Then I kissed her on the cheek and let her go back inside. Literally all the training group was watching from outside of their training room.
I have decided that this weekend I am going to go buy a ring. This girl is everything I've ever wanted. I have been asking over the years, where is my passion? What is my passion in life? I realize now that she is one and if I don't do this, I feel as though I'll always wonder. Why it takes her breaking it off with me is obviously not how it "should be", but it's what I have to deal with. I'm sure she had waited and waited and waited for even a mention of engagement. I feel as though just trying to talk through things is not enough at this point because talk is cheap to her after all this time. I haven't been a risk taker at all in life and I feel I need to do this in order to show that it's not talk anymore, it's serious for me.
4.5 years is a lot of time invested. To let it all go down the drain without a last stand would wear on my conscience for a long time. I can't image that in a little over a week she has erased me, but I'm sure there's resentment there. I have taken off the selfish and stubborn "victim" exterior in my life and am manning up to the fact that I was not being the man she deserves, but I want to be. I'm peeling back the layers and ridding myself of the behaviors that got me to this very moment.
Advice? Give it to me raw and uncensored.