It’s been one week since I
broke up seperated stopped living with Mr. Jetsetter. We’ve been talking still. Texting daily as if I only moved 90 miles away for work and not a break up. I don’t think of this as a break up, more of a separation. I love him with all my heart. He’s the first guy I’ve truly loved. Sure I said it to Mr. Commitmentphobe but in hindsight, I don’t think that was love. I saw Mr. Jetsetter as my future fiance, husband, father of our two kids. I just wish he had not given up so easily. He’s set his foot down on stuff before and made me realize that maybe stuff was hasty or not a good decision but this time, he actually gave up. I might have stayed if he said, “No. This is not a break-up. Let’s go talk to my parents or a counselor and see what issues we need to work through.” There is something that happened back in October that may have happened prior to and it’s something we really have to discuss. I need answers. I have a list of questions. Do I expect the same answers as before, I hope not. Why is it that guys give up so easily? Do we want too much that they can’t give us that bundle of truth? I guess time will tell. I don’t even want to date anyone else. To be honest, I don’t think I will. I need to see this relationship through.
Until next time,