3 weeks NC. 6 since I broke up with her for lying and starting to stray/cheat. VERY strong circumstantial evidence on the cheating. 100% certain on the lies.
It has been very hard. I didn't know whether to post about NC/closure, dating out of my league, oneitis, boundaries, AW/mild BPD/narcissism, or all of the above. Frankly, I've been very worried that I am not going to be able to move on.
I miss the crazy b-tch.
The sex was outrageous. The connection was very good. She was great arm candy and super fun. I really liked having a gf. I'd had enough of the single life. She was the end result of 8 years post divorce honing my game.
Recenly, I'd started rationalizing. Along the lines of - spin some plates, see/f her once a week, let her know i'm not going to marry her and that what she does on her own time is none of my business. etc. etc. call her, email, send her a text. whats the worst that could happen?
This is after 10 months of being a good "boyfriend" - not too beta, but just enough.
Red pill please.
Anyway, I've gotten better - even lined up a date w a 28 yo 7. (i'm 47) Starting to force myself out there even tho heart not in it.
But always, for the last 6 weeks, she is on my mind. What is she up to. who is she with. Is she thinking about me. Does she even care?
And above all, why did she lie? She didn't have to. (red pill please).
I know she thought she could f around w/alphadouche while I waited like a good clueless beta - but I was smarter than that and she's a bad liar.
Slowly I am coming out of the fog. I can feel the old me coming back.
And sure enough, tonight
She texted. 3 weeks.
a pic of a stuffed monkey she got at the valentines dinner we went to in NYC. (no, I was not a big giver of gifts btw). "He says hi"
significance? Its in her bedroom It is 10 pm Sunday. She's in bed, alone. Lonely and missing the one guy in her life that she actually connected with
Missing the guy she thought would be there no matter what she did. Wrong.
Anyway. I really would love to see her. But I know better than to text back... it does feel like a small victory but I would love to get in her pants again...
It has been very hard. I didn't know whether to post about NC/closure, dating out of my league, oneitis, boundaries, AW/mild BPD/narcissism, or all of the above. Frankly, I've been very worried that I am not going to be able to move on.
I miss the crazy b-tch.
The sex was outrageous. The connection was very good. She was great arm candy and super fun. I really liked having a gf. I'd had enough of the single life. She was the end result of 8 years post divorce honing my game.
Recenly, I'd started rationalizing. Along the lines of - spin some plates, see/f her once a week, let her know i'm not going to marry her and that what she does on her own time is none of my business. etc. etc. call her, email, send her a text. whats the worst that could happen?
This is after 10 months of being a good "boyfriend" - not too beta, but just enough.
Red pill please.
Anyway, I've gotten better - even lined up a date w a 28 yo 7. (i'm 47) Starting to force myself out there even tho heart not in it.
But always, for the last 6 weeks, she is on my mind. What is she up to. who is she with. Is she thinking about me. Does she even care?
And above all, why did she lie? She didn't have to. (red pill please).
I know she thought she could f around w/alphadouche while I waited like a good clueless beta - but I was smarter than that and she's a bad liar.
Slowly I am coming out of the fog. I can feel the old me coming back.
And sure enough, tonight
She texted. 3 weeks.
a pic of a stuffed monkey she got at the valentines dinner we went to in NYC. (no, I was not a big giver of gifts btw). "He says hi"
significance? Its in her bedroom It is 10 pm Sunday. She's in bed, alone. Lonely and missing the one guy in her life that she actually connected with
Missing the guy she thought would be there no matter what she did. Wrong.
Anyway. I really would love to see her. But I know better than to text back... it does feel like a small victory but I would love to get in her pants again...