Hello to all, and thank you, sincerely, in advance. My BPD ex was someone I loved very dearly for 6 years, and I empathized with all she went through; if you go through the same, I thank you doubly for helping me.
OK: I'm a mid 40s man who was in a committed love with a BBD girlfriend for 6 years, with numerous ridiculous splits the first 3 years, then after a breakup, a more settled 3 years. She was 29 when we met, me 41. We've been permanently broken up for just over a year now, and she's recently been engaged to the guy she set up while holding on to me, to ease the transition. They have been together for a year. Funny, they're both counselors! My education was also in psych, so me and my ex had countless, heartfelt discussions on improving ourselves and the relationship.
We were both intensely attracted to one another, and both hoped it would be for life. She just never settled enough to make that possible. When she left the relationship, she just drifted. She never said we were over. She dated a couple of men casually (no intimacy) but did not tell me until later. She hooked up with this old friend, and started seeing him, while still hanging on to me. It wasn't a rebound, but a hand-off. So it was all very civil, tears, phone calls about the conflict of leaving me, the need to move forward, but no closure, no face to face, no apologies, no real adult explanations, hugs, cries, no real, quality honesty and closure. It took an intense toll on both of us. She lost 25 lbs, and so did I. (We were both very fit, so we're talking scary skinny. Neither of us ever put the weight back on...strange). That, and life situations tore her up, I know. Almost killed me!
She almost begged me not to have contact with her so she could let go & move on. I definitely was good about it.It was at my expense, to die on the vine. Only wrote a few letters, which made her get a bit hysterical and then remorseful, but told me contact must cease.
I let go and was a private wreck for a year. Hell. So confusing. So much love, so much subtle but cruel use and abuse. Toward the end of the year, I asked if she needed help in an email. She sternly but not cruelly replied she didn't want any contact. I replied that I was actually in dire straits and needed a friend who loved me, to help me just get on my feet. Not pathetic; being responsible, because the Wellbutrin I was on had me suicidal as hell. I reached out to do the right thing. Suicide would have been really cruel. She never replied. Finally, we saw each other out (with her man). She could barely say "hello," and put on her familiar veneer of cool and collected, to protect herself.
Now, at 14 months out, I'm well over the idea of romantic love with her, but I NEED a sense of loving closure. We went through so much to fight for our relationship, and I endured years of harangues, yelling, fits, coldness, distance, her intense pulling me in, the back and forth. I never raised my voice, was never unkind, but gentle, caring. She often, graciously told me how much she appreciated me for everything. She just rarely had the courage to act consistently , and return much of that sort of selfless love. It tore her up, too. She's high-functioning, to say the least. She has morals. She's a crusader of sorts, big into justice & right. Just with me, she was a maladjusted two-year old a lot. To the world, she's mostly a beloved, overachiever. I know she loved me very much. I know she burned out on the whole process, feeling she had spent me, and just had to move on. She got better, but never lost that sense of possible abandonment, and pulled the plug first.
Now, after a year alone, and now in a new love relationship with a woman who is as warm and strongly compassionate as can be (like me), I am still hung up. I am conflicted with anger, hurt, confusion, (a strange jealously) that my ex took away her love, and gets to be happy now, while miss the love of my life.
I want so badly to write my ex, and ask very nicely but directly for her to come to me in person, end this silence, apologise, help me mend the wounds, square the whole relationship, it's meaning, and it's ending, give me my full due, and actually SHOW me that love she said she'd always have for me, in the days after she left me. I need to heal, and she really does have the power to do that. All psychobabble aside; when an abuser comes to the used/abused/loved one, and says "I'm truly sorry," I did really love you, you are not crazy...it can heal, I believe. Now that she'll be getting married, it could be an excuse to sweep it all further under the rug, but ANYTHING was always an excuse why she just had to hold me in reserve, then be left alone to move forward on her schedule. I want to make this heartfelt plea, so I can move on, love & be loved.
Suggestions? insights? I am very grateful!
Thanks!