Showing posts with label break-up. Show all posts
Showing posts with label break-up. Show all posts

Friday, February 8, 2013

Things I Want to Say to Ex-Lovers

When a relationship or encounter ends, I do my best to always be gracious. After all, it does no good to express a bunch of anger to the person. I prefer the high road - walk away without saying anything I might regret later and look at the whole thing as a positive experience and a lesson learned.

It also doesn't make sense to give them all the detail about why I'm breaking it off, if I'm the one walking away. A simple, but kind, "moving on" message is best.

I also try to maintain some of my own dignity.  Begging them not to leave me would be rather unbecoming, wouldn't it?  Not that I usually want to, but there have been a couple of times. I could make it hard for them, but I never do. No, I exhibit self-control and graciousness.

Don't I sound so mature?

The truth is that while I make sure to be gracious and sweet on the outside, there are all sorts of emotions and thoughts flying around on the inside. Those are the things I want to say, but I don't. Why don't I?  Because I don't want the result that saying them would have. There's no point.

But this morning as I was having some of those those thoughts, it occurred to me - I have a blog! I really can say them.

I wonder if each of my ex-lovers would know which statements apply to him. Interesting thought. Some apply to more than one person and, in some cases, several statements apply to the same man.

So, here they are, in no particular order.

  • You're feeling guilty now?  Really?  Don't you think you could have thought about that before you came in my mouth?
  • I'm not stupid. Just tell me the truth. I would have preferred that to your avoiding me for days or weeks.
  • I loved you. I still love you.  I'm pretty sure I always will.
  • You really weren't that good.
  • Every single time I think of you I smile. 
  • I faked it.  Every time.
  • I didn't really leave you because I needed more time for my family.  I left you because of your incessant talk about wanting a threesome.
  • Yes, your dick is too small and you need to develop some other skills to make up for that. 
  • This might have worked if you could carry on a conversation. 
  • You really hurt me. I know you apologized, and I know you did what you felt you had to do at the time, but you could have done it differently. I deserved better.
  • Your constant pressure to come out and play at night when you knew that was family time for me was just too annoying. It felt like harassment. And when you acted hurt because I said my kids were more important that fucking around I was just blown away (and not in a good way). Buh bye.
  • Damn, I miss you.
  • Your veiled threat to tell my husband was not a good idea. I can't believe you would even consider such a thing. Do you really want this to become ugly when it doesn't have to?
  • You're judging me?  Seriously? You went shopping for a woman on a site for married people, you found a married woman, and now you're making a moral judgement about me? What's wrong with you?
  • Fuck you, Asshole!!!
  • Quoting my own words from PWK to me constantly was really creepy.
  • No, this affair isn't all about you. It's about me, too.
  • My time with you was one of the best experiences of my life. I wish it could have continued.
  • Why didn't you pursue me harder, make an attempt to show me you were really interested or, better yet, just tell me you wanted me? I can't read minds.
  • You killed it for me when you asked if we could pray together for forgiveness after we had just screwed around.
Ahhh.....that feels better. Sometimes you just have to get that stuff out.

Wednesday, August 1, 2012

Breaking Up

Ending an affair is rarely easy. It's more complicated than a normal break-up between unmarried folks who are dating because you have more to consider.  Will the other person still keep your relationship quiet if he/she is really upset? Will the other person accept that the relationship is over or will s/he stalk you for months, putting your marriage in further jeopardy? It's a minefield.

The times I have been dumped (yes, there have been a few stupid men who actually chose to dump me...hard to believe, I know) have been interesting. You may remember that P chose to just disappear and impose radio silence.  Everything was fine one day and then he was gone.  That's a coward's way out.  All he had to do was tell me he was done, but he chose to run away and hide. I can respect someone who is upfront about things, but I can't seem to work up much respect for someone who hides instead of telling the truth.  For gosh sake, since you put your cock in every possible place on my body where it will go, over a period of months, the least you can do is talk to me to tell me when you want to move on.

Another one, prior to P, told me he loved me one day, and the next he said he wanted to see other women.  What he really wanted to say was that he didn't think we were a sexual match, but he still loved me.  WTF? That was a mind fuck if I ever I saw one.

Fortunately for me, most of my affairs over the years have ended well. They either slowly faded out, which was fine because there was no emotional attachment, or we were able to speak honestly with each other and move on with nice memories. Sometimes, they never really end, and we still chat from time to time but we just don't connect for sex anymore for a variety of reasons. That's good, too.

Recently, a close friend shared his break up experience with me. I asked if I could share it with you because it is chock full of lessons about how to handle (and how not handle) a break up. He agreed, so I'm going to give you the short version of their story, and then I'll share some of my thoughts and suggestions.

(To my friend: If I get some of the details wrong, I apologize.)

So, he started seeing this woman several months ago.  They met on AM and, fortunately, they both have equal risk of exposure (both are pretty high profile in their communities; both are married, etc.).  You'll see why this matters in a moment.

The beginning of the affair was great. Great sex. Fantastic sex. They were compatible in many ways, including beyond the bedroom, and it was a very good experience. I wish I could share some of details of their sexual experiences, but I can't, so you'll have to trust me. They were hot.

They developed an emotional attachment. She was more attached than he was, but they both cared for each other.

Then summer came, and the summer months wreak havoc on schedules for families that have children. They weren't able to see each other nearly as much. In fact, they could barely see each other at all. They both became frustrated. She started getting a bit emotional about not seeing him.

He jumped on AM one day "just to look around." Why? Because that's what serial cheaters do. While he was on AM, he saw a profile that seemed oddly familiar.  Yes, it was her.  He messaged her, identifying himself, letting her know that he knew she was looking.  She gave him some lame excuse.  Whatever. Getting together was still difficult.

A few weeks later, he got itchy and went back on AM and started hunting. He messaged several women. Soon thereafter, one agreed to meet with him at a coffee shop. It turns out that the woman was her.  She had been deceiving him on AM, trying to trap him into a meeting with another woman so she could prove that he wasn't as committed as she was and so she could prove that his excuse about not having time to meet was a lie. He was busted.

Okay, I would expect that things would end now.

Not so fast.

She started sending him a series of angry emails accusing him of breaking her heart, of being deceitful, of luring her and making her fall in love with him, of toying with heart when he knew she had been hurt in the past...and on...and on...and on... Email after email. She called him names. She talked about hurting herself.

It was ugly.  Very ugly.

I'll tell you how it ends in a moment, but first I want to share some thoughts.

1. What's with the whole junior high thing about "I caught you talking to another girl?" Oh please. She knew he was a serial cheater when they met.  Did she think she would change him?  Seriously? Hahahahaha. He caught her trolling, too, but he didn't freak out.

2. Stalking is bad.  Let me repeat that.  Stalking is bad. Pretending you are someone else online for weeks for the purpose of luring a guy to a meeting and then following him there to catch him trying to meet someone is freaky and it borders on stalking.  Don't do it. If you're that upset by him trolling, walk away.

3. The hate mail thing is just dangerous. Escalating the issue to that level accelerates the infidelity version of the nuclear clock. It heightens emotion and brings both parties closer to the last thing they want - exposure. When you escalate the emotions like that, you risk that the other person will conduct a preliminary strike, exposing you before you can expose them. That didn't happen in this case, and my friend handled it very well.  He let her rant.  He did not ignore her.  His replies were brief and kind, not inflammatory. He never told her to "calm down." He didn't even start to make his case until it was clear that she had calmed down.

4. Threatening to hurt yourself because of the breakup or actually hurting yourself and telling him about it (or documenting it with photos so he can see your angst) is crazy.  I mean that literally.  It is a big red flag for a serious emotional disturbance. That is also scary. On the one hand, he probably cares about you and is really worried. On the other hand, he may think, "Shit! If she's crazy enough to do that, what else would she do?" Things have just escalated. See number 3, above.

5. You'll be tempted to go on a rant telling him how you feel and how he hurt you, but don't. It's not going to change anything. It's not going to help. Find a friend and share it with him/her.  Then refocus on your life and try to let it go.

So, how did things end with my friend?  Well, she sent an email asking to meet him the next day.


Uh oh, I thought. This could be bad.

They agreed to meet in an isolated spot (not a hotel room) so they could speak freely.

No witnesses. This is looking worse by the minute. This has all sorts of potential to go badly.

I waited through the time they were supposed to meet, hoping I would hear from him. Finally, I did.  They talked for a few minutes, and then they fooled around in her car.

Wow.

So, it was a break up that ended up not being a break up, or maybe postponing the real break up.  No one knows. She's lucky that I am not my friend because that kind of drama is not okay in my book.  We have too much to deal with in life as it is, don't we?

If you want to break up with an affair partner, remember these guidelines: Be direct.  Be kind. Be honest. Be brief. Here are a couple of examples:

"These past few months have been great, but I've decided that I need to stop fooling around and refocus on my family.  I'm so grateful for you and the time we've had together, and I'll always think of you fondly."

Or.....

"These last few months (or weeks) have been awesome, and I've enjoyed so much about our time together, but I feel the need to move on now. Thank you so much for all you've done and been for me."

You can vary it, but you get my drift.

The less emotionally entangled the two of you become, the easier the break up will be. The more emotional entangled either of you is, the more difficult it will be.  Keep that in mind as things are moving along.

Stephen Covey said "Begin with the end in mind." I don't think I'd go that far, but it will behoove you to keep one eye on the exit if your affair lasts more than a month.

Now that I've said that, I can admit that I am completely unprepared for the end of things with JJ. However, for those of you wondering if I wrote this post because things with JJ have turned bad, you can relax. All is well.  We finally talked and all is good. In fact, I hope to see him this week. Reconnecting after a significant amount of time apart should be very, very sweet.

Besides, don't you know that JJ Loves Kat?  ;-)






Friday, July 20, 2012

Madison... What happened?

Daunt here.  For those that have been following, you saw my note in Panty Games part 1 that Madison and I are no longer seeing one another.  As promised I'll share with you what I can along with any thoughts I may have.  But first for those that are new or haven't been following my Madison posts, let me recap, just to bring them up to speed.

At the end of 2010 I hit a pretty rough patch in my life.  I was depressed and lonely, and still married.  I needed something, but I didn't know what it was.  Just trying to grasp at literally anything to break me out of my funk I got onto Ashley Madison which was fun. Ashley Madison was a distraction, a game.  Good things came out of it honestly. It was there I met Kat and our friendship began and shortly after I met Madison in early 2011.

Madison and I became friends via email then shortly after met for dinner a couple of times.  We enjoyed each other's company and there was a connection, but Madison was going on an out of country vacation that summer with husband.  Also at this time I still had not yet chosen to divorce my wife.  Madison went on her trip and I stopped hearing from her.  I just assumed she reconnected with her husband.

Fall of 2011 I chose to divorce and shortly after, out of the blue, I received a text from Madison.  We reconnected over dinner and a romance began to blossom.

My time with Madison was wonderful and we grew to love one another.  But this is not to say that we were never confronted with guilt or regret.  As I grew to know Madison, I also by extension learned a little about her husband.  She loved him.  I knew this.  The man seemed clueless and neglectful, but he didn't seem like a bad guy.  This bothered me because at times I felt like I was taking from, and possibly hurting, a man I had no grudge against.  Also at times Madison would be twisted up about needing the intimacy we shared, but at the same time knowing she did love her husband.

If you would like to read about Madison and the fun we had go to the All DauntlessD page.

What happened?  Why did it end?  Well, Madison and I were a pretty big part of one another's lives and when that happens it becomes something you want to share.  Madison told her best friend who she was sure would keep her confidence.  Madison was wrong.  Her now ex-friend just needed the right situation to gossip.  Shortly after, the news of Madison's affair bubbled up to her husband.

So, listen up!  Here is a rule for those of you either in or considering an affair.  If you are worried about being caught, tell no one! I know first hand how hard this can be -- and trust me it is hard!  As you grow to care about and know this other person, you just naturally want to share things you talked about, or that funny thing that happened with your other friends.  It's tough.  Believe me.

Now let's talk about the hurt and pain.  Of course Madison's husband was angry initially, but that changed to feeling heart-wrenching hurt and betrayal.  Madison didn't want to hurt her husband in this manner and she felt tremendous guilt about that.  At the same time she loved me and didn't want to hurt me.  To make matters worse she was isolated because she had no one to go to -- her best friend had betrayed her.  The pressure cooker she was in was simply awful and the helplessness I felt made me feel just as bad.

Madison began making plans to move out of her home and leave her husband. Maybe it was the affair.  Maybe it was the fact that he finally believed he was going to lose her, but at this point Madison's husband caught a clue.  He finally in earnest began fighting to save his marriage and keep his wife.  It took nearly a month for Madison to believe it was real, but it worked.

Here is where my heartbreak begins.  The communication between myself and Madison had been severely diminished since her husband found out.  Soon after entering a grocery store my phone rings.  Standing in a health food aisle I listen as Madison tearfully explains she is going to give her husband another chance.  Of course I say the right things and I tell her I understand; but as the day wears on a weight starts settling on me.  It feels like an icy iron fist is gripping my heart and slowly squeezing.

Of course I knew this could happen -- I was seeing a married woman!  What I hadn't counted on was the suddenness.  This woman I had grown to love and have an intimate relationship with was just... gone.  The plans we already had on the calendar weren't going to happen now.

Loneliness came in like a hammer.  And as I reflected on this I realized I had set this up 8 months prior without realizing it.  You see, I began seeing Madison before I had moved my would-be ex-wife out of the house.  By seeing Madison I had inadvertently delayed the loneliness I would have felt at the end of my marriage.

I've done an enormous amount of reflecting, trying to weigh whether all of what has happened was collectively more good or more bad.  In the end I think there is more positive than negative.  The joy and intimacy Madison and I shared is something I'd hate to have missed.

Maybe it was a mistake.  Maybe I was foolish to let myself get as emotionally invested as I did.  I'm not sure.

"Tis better to have loved and lost, then never to have loved at all." ~ Lord Alfred Tennyson