chickaboomski
Active Member
So I think it is time for me to step back completely and throw my hands in the air and say I am done. I made a clear decision months ago about what I wanted my life to look like in the future. I set clear boundaries of what I was willing to accept from my partner and what I was not. I made a choice to choose me before I lose me. I made a choice to not let this consume me. I found ways to deal with my parinoid mind, I found ways fill myself. I didn't stop loving. At the beginning all I wanted was an admission that he was an addict. I never got that. If I did it was so cryptic that I thought maybe it was maybe it wasn't. I knew if he didn't we couldn't heal. Nothings changed. No admission means no tracking of progress, no open communication with me, because there is no problem. I am the one making a big deal out of nothing was the last excuse, but since it was clearly making my PTSD unbarable he would stop. He would just stop. Because he wasn't addicted.
So for months I have been waiting to see this man appear like in so many of the stories I read on here. I have seen glimmers, but nothing major. I waited to see him connect with the world. With no admission or communication I was trying to judge his progress through the other rebooters. Trying to judge flatlines, depression, fog, then waited for all of the positives. They never came. I waited for true intimacy, touch, the way he looked at me and treat me change. He never treated me poorly as a person. But our intimacy has been non existent. Our sex life I feel like a doll getting banged, and his DE eats me away inside. He was making progress. It disappeared after a week or 2. But now. It doesn't even matter because my trust is gone. And he doesn't even get the issue so I feel like saying fuck you figure it out. I just don't care anymore. I am not making a big deal about anything anymore because I just don't have the energy to. He can go and toss himself stupid and find someone who likes to be fucked like a robot. I am done. This is all 100% his to fix and figure out for himself. Sadly ED will probably have to happen for him to wake up.
Uggghhhh!!! I fucking hate this shit!!!
So for months I have been waiting to see this man appear like in so many of the stories I read on here. I have seen glimmers, but nothing major. I waited to see him connect with the world. With no admission or communication I was trying to judge his progress through the other rebooters. Trying to judge flatlines, depression, fog, then waited for all of the positives. They never came. I waited for true intimacy, touch, the way he looked at me and treat me change. He never treated me poorly as a person. But our intimacy has been non existent. Our sex life I feel like a doll getting banged, and his DE eats me away inside. He was making progress. It disappeared after a week or 2. But now. It doesn't even matter because my trust is gone. And he doesn't even get the issue so I feel like saying fuck you figure it out. I just don't care anymore. I am not making a big deal about anything anymore because I just don't have the energy to. He can go and toss himself stupid and find someone who likes to be fucked like a robot. I am done. This is all 100% his to fix and figure out for himself. Sadly ED will probably have to happen for him to wake up.
Uggghhhh!!! I fucking hate this shit!!!