Another short lapse for me...
I went on a date tonight with this hot woman who has been offering to fulfill all my fantasies. I've been so turned on by our messages lately and really hot for her and she for me. We met up and the tension was so high, she was really into me and ready to go at it.
But I made the mistake of meeting her at a bar where my ex and I met last year after reconciling our relationship (after the first break up). It brought back so many memories - I could see the sofa where we sat and kissed for the first time since the break up, I remembered how happy we both were to be together again, the plans and promises for the future we made to each other, and it all came flooding back.
I continued my date and we had fun, but I couldn't stop thinking about my ex and how happy we once were together. I saw the date through and we kissed and fooled around a bit on the car park, but I didn't escalate any further and called it a night.
On the way home, I kept thinking how happy I had been the last time I had taken this route. The tears just started streaming down my cheeks.
It was a different kind of crying than I've been doing post break up. In previous months I was wrought with anger, resentment, frustration, the sting of rejection, shattered confidence and so on, whereas this felt more like genuine grief, just like when a loved one dies. In that moment, I realised just how good our relationship had been and how much I miss her.
I've got plates spinning, several dates lined up, women offering to fulfill my fantasies and I've got myself in great shape, improved my confidence, and I'm on the right track to recovery, but sometimes these memories strike out of nowhere.
I would say it's a positive thing that I've let go of the resentment now and can accept we actually had an amazing relationship and created lots of happy memories together. I just hope that one day I'll be able to look back on them without the pain attached to them.
I went on a date tonight with this hot woman who has been offering to fulfill all my fantasies. I've been so turned on by our messages lately and really hot for her and she for me. We met up and the tension was so high, she was really into me and ready to go at it.
But I made the mistake of meeting her at a bar where my ex and I met last year after reconciling our relationship (after the first break up). It brought back so many memories - I could see the sofa where we sat and kissed for the first time since the break up, I remembered how happy we both were to be together again, the plans and promises for the future we made to each other, and it all came flooding back.
I continued my date and we had fun, but I couldn't stop thinking about my ex and how happy we once were together. I saw the date through and we kissed and fooled around a bit on the car park, but I didn't escalate any further and called it a night.
On the way home, I kept thinking how happy I had been the last time I had taken this route. The tears just started streaming down my cheeks.
It was a different kind of crying than I've been doing post break up. In previous months I was wrought with anger, resentment, frustration, the sting of rejection, shattered confidence and so on, whereas this felt more like genuine grief, just like when a loved one dies. In that moment, I realised just how good our relationship had been and how much I miss her.
I've got plates spinning, several dates lined up, women offering to fulfill my fantasies and I've got myself in great shape, improved my confidence, and I'm on the right track to recovery, but sometimes these memories strike out of nowhere.
I would say it's a positive thing that I've let go of the resentment now and can accept we actually had an amazing relationship and created lots of happy memories together. I just hope that one day I'll be able to look back on them without the pain attached to them.