I recently received the following story from a great guy going through a very difficult breakup. Read on and then feel free to offer some advice…
After a 3 year relationship which she ended, I took some time and then got online to meet a girl. I dated some and had a lot of fun and then I connected with “the one”. We started emailing and after a short time she emailed me on a business trip and said “HOW DO YOU MISS SOMEBODY YOU DONT EVEN KNOW?” That got me. From there the emails only got better. Then we spoke and it was great. Then we decided to meet. I met her at this fancy hotel and as she got out of her car and walked towards me ( I was in the lobby waiting) in walked the girl of my dreams. We had a beautiful day. We kissed. I fell for her ( I already had, I think) and she for me. She said it was the best first date she ever had.
What followed was a heated romance. Weeks of hotels and stays at my house (she lived 3 hours away). Talks of the future. We wanted all the same things. We said the 3 words “I love you.” Tons of emails from her back and forth expressing that I was the one she had been looking for all of her life. I told her that I wanted to live together. Since she and I lived quite a distance apart we thought it best to move midway to “get the party started” as she put it. She had a time line for us which I totally embraced. 3 month goal, 6 month goal, 9 month goal, 12 month goal. This included moving in together, engagement, trips, planning for a baby, wedding.
I was madly in love with her so I rented us a beautiful house behind a gate. Nothing was too good for her. I owned my house where I was living so I ended up paying both a mortgage and rent on the new place. It was killing me financially, not to mention that I would buy her anything and everything she ever wanted and anything for the house that we needed. After all, she was going to be my wife, right? She did not make the kind of money I did (no I am NOT rich) and said I could carrry us for awhile until she could contribute ( she was in the process of selling a property and would get cash from the sale). My friends thought I was crazy for moving in with a woman I barely knew but I would have bet my life that she was the one and ignored all there pleas not to.
Almost immediately things went south. The girl that I thought I was going to marry started to become distant. Said that she was feeling a lot of stress with the move. Then it was intimacy issues. She opened boxes that she had packed up one year ago when she left her 8 year relationship and said that she needed space to “process” feelings that she thought she was over. She wanted more space. I tried to give it but felt increasingly needy and scared since I had sacraficed everything to be with her and was now commuting 4 hours a day just to live with her.
We took a trip away. Nothing was too good for her. Balloon ride (her dream), shopping sprees, fancy hotel with upgraded room. Since I wanted to show her that I could be patient with what she was going through, I did not pressure her for sex and, ofcourse she did not give it. Oh I almost forgot, we went engagement ring shopping.
Now ladies, you have to understand that in my last relationship, my ex cut me off totally from sex. This was my biggest fear, that it would happen again and it was happening.
We returned from vacation and nothing seemed to change. She wanted more and more space. Grew more distant. It was killing me. Yet, we went to a fertility clinic because she thought she might have problems getting pregnant and she began testing to see. She put my name as the “daddy” on all her paperwork. So, I had not lost hope. Not yet.
I started to break down. I would cry and wake up every morning with a panic attack. I could not eat and started losing drastic weight. This grew into depression. I did not want to go to work and would call in sick. When I was at work I wouldn’t get things done like before. Things piled up. I had to come clean with my boss that I was in a personal crisis.
I missed my life before, my house, my comfort zone. She was not giving me assurances or comfort. She just kept saying that she felt stifled and now all the plans that she had wanted first (remember the goals list?) were now out the window. I couldn’t get ahold of myself and would cry on the way to work and even broke down in the courtroom ( I am a lawyer). I was losing it completely. My friends were scared and said that it was like watching a train wreck. Hell, I was scared.
We decided to take a weekend away from each other. I went back to my empty house to stay there and as I entered the front door a voice came into my head and said “This is where you need to be…come home.”
That weekend I told her that I was going back “home.” She was not that broken up because she knew things were not going right either. Within a week I had a moving van and was back in my house.
Of course I had to break the lease on our shared home. Of course it cost me a fortune - about 10k. Yes, 10k to get out of it.
I have not seen her since. It’s been about a month. We have talked on the phone about reconciliation. About how we moved in too quickly. About how all the outside stressors contributed to the decline of the relationship. How, according to her, her feelings about her ex “was not that big of a deal and she was already getting over it.” We made plans to see each other. She changed her mind the next day and said that the dust hadn’t settled yet. I said I understood. Then there were texts from her…
“I love you”
“I miss you”
Even sexual ones. I replied in kind. I still loved her after all. Then we got into an argument. I finally got mad and told her everything I had been feeling. She said I had insulted her integrity and character. She didn’t talk to me for days. Then my birthday came. She texted me “Happy birthday.” It was the worst birthday ever.
This week she said she missed me again. We planned to meet next week. The next day she called it off again. Said she needed more time. Then she admitted that she was not sure if there was the same “spark” or “desire” as before. She said she missed me but not enought to see me. She suggested we not talk until she comes to terms with what she wants to do. No emails, no texts, no talk.
THIS IS LIKE QUITTING HEROINE! MY FRIENDS SAY I am hanging on for nothing and am not seeing the writing on the wall. I have lost all dignity. BUT I STILL LOVE THIS WOMAN AND DONT WANT TO LET HER GO! By the way, I am not some troll. I am good looking, fit, successful and there are women who want to date me. BUT ALL I WANT IS HER. Help!
Lisa says: Yes, breaking up can feel like quitting heroine. It’s hard, painful, dramatic, traumatic. But before you fall any further down this hole, do yourself a favor and find a foothold. Find your way out. Be strong. This girl is obviously not right for you. There were red flags along the way — rushing into things, her lack of money, your willingness to overextend yourself financially, her emotional unavailability, the lack of sexual intimacy, etc. These are all lessons you can learn from as you move on. You are a catch who deserves to be loved as much as you give love. She was obviously incapable of being your emotional equal. Let her go.
Lisa Steadman, a.k.a. The Relationship Journalist™ is the creator and editor of BreakupChronicles.com. She's also the author of "It's a Breakup, Not a Breakdown."