I know it has taken me a while to post this final part, but I think I was just so upset about it all that I couldn’t bring myself to write it at first. Without further ado, the conclusion of my few weeks trying to figure out R.
We went back and forth texting for the next couple of days. He had told me about a big event he was working that week and I was also swamped with work myself. Tuesday he said he would try to call later in the week. But I was going out of town that weekend, so I texted him on Thursday night letting him know that if I didn’t talk to him beforehand, to have a great weekend. He texted back “U 2” and I thought all was well.
I didn’t hear from him again until the following Tuesday. He texted asking me if I was around so he could call me. I told him sure and my phone rang shortly after. He sounded timid, not his usual happy self. He told me that he didn’t know how to put this, but that he had dinner with his recent ex-girlfriend the night before and she wants to try to work on things. He told me that he felt great connection with me, but that he didn’t think he should not try with her because of their history over one good date and things possibly progressing with me. I was in shock, but this time, I was more mad. He convinced me to let my guard down and give him a chance, something that everyone else was telling me NOT to do. And on top of it all, he pulled the exact same crap he did ten years ago.
He actually even tried to ask for my advice as to what he should do. I told him that if he decided to try to work things out with her that there would not be a chance #3. He was upset about that (umm – why? unless you think things won’t work out with her, you shouldn’t even care!). I think the thing that actually hurt me was he seemed more worried about the way it looked that he did the same thing to me once again rather than how much it hurt me to be betrayed by him.
Needless to say, that was that. I felt really stupid for giving him another chance, but that is my nature. I care too much about people and give them the benefit of the doubt. What is worse is I wonder if I wasn’t ready to open up to anyone. Yet, he convinced me to trust him and let him in, only to turn around and break that. Sadly, I now feel more gun-shy than ever and I am not sure I want to continue trying to date. Maybe time will help, but I’m just kind of done being hurt.