be kind and patient
with me my love. trust I will
do my best for you
Michelle and I met last night. I was in a bad place after my first meeting with a therapist. She said as much and insisted we meet. I love her for knowing it would calm me. I felt less upset after meeting with her also less optimistic we will ever get back together.
She is in a bad place, as it relates to our relationship…meaning a good place being alone. She sees everything through “such a controlling asshole” tinted glasses. She blames me for everything that went wrong with our relationship. I’ll take the lion share of the blame but she was an active/passive participant. I asked her why she never talked to me about these feelings? She replied, “it wouldn’t have mattered.” A while ago there was a specific thing I did she didn’t like. She brought it up, I worked to correct it, and it got better (she admitted as much). I mentioned this and her reply was, “yeah but you had to work at it.” I think she wants what she wants, when she wants it, and unless it is instantly perfect she is disappointed. How can anyone live up to that impossible standard?
I don’t know what other men are like in a relationship, but with my issues, I need someone who is patient. I want her to be happy and I want to be a part of that but that doesn’t happen instantly and there are always stumbling blocks on the way.
A caveat: this separation is extremely fresh; the hurt for her is still raw. I need to keep reminding myself of that. I’m not exaggerating when I say, for me, it feels like months yet it’s only been 12 days.
you hurt me said
a spider to his father.
no, tis your doing
When I’m approached with an accusation of hurting someone I care about, I would hope my first reaction is one of concern and desire to listen and make amends. Not so with my family.
Is there virtue in my hoping?