Yesterday split, was dumped, realised I wasn't strong enough to end it myself, etc. etc. with girlfriend of almost four and a half years.
I know our relationship ended a long time ago for any one of a number of reasons we just never got round to not living in the same house. We've spent many many months living seperate lives, many many months before that getting frustrated and arguing about, well it doesn't matter.
I understand when somebody leaves with the suitcase and they aren't here any more and won't be coming back; I can't let myself think that if she did anything would get better, because we've talked about changing and understanding where we're both coming from, but yet our paths still drift further apart and the cold chill between us becomes colder and colder.
I've got been strong or confident enough to realise what we had a very long time ago won't ever return, nor is there any hope in thinking that even if it just got better, this would be OK, because that's not going to make either of us happy again.
I am unenvious about needing to gauge our contributions to how it didn't work and putting those things that I did wrong right for next time, but I'm not looking forward to having to try and wrestle with how much was me and how much wasn't - I guess though, that I might never be able to answer this question.
I still feel sick inside about the inevitable random 'meeting', the talks yet to be had about who wants what in the house. I know that's going to be one of the worst days of my life; even after having discussed the same thing about a year ago, but neither were brave enough to actually say the words "it really is over" and weren't strong enought to realise then was just as bad a time as any to stop what we were pretending was a relationship that could be saved or even brought any closer than the great distance which had grown between us.
I have this bubbling feeling of despair about how much this all hurts, I know i can rationalise today, tomorrow and for any amount of time, but the hurt remains and there's nothing I can do to ease the very slow healing I need to wrestle with - fighting all the stupid urges to want to ring when it's not going to do any good, sending the really really stupid messages or driving past where she now lives.
I have lost a very special person in my life, neither of us were perfect, she contributed as did I to the situation I'm now in, I'm not blind to the immediate replacement of me by somebody else, but it's too late to stop this and nothing I can do to prevent it if that's what she chooses or doesn't choose to do.
I wonder about what I'll do next, how much greater the feeling of hurt is going to get and what will happen tomorrow.....