Closing doors, and moving on

Last week was rough. In so many ways. Some directly affecting me, some indirectly affecting me. But they all played a role in the culmination of things by the end of the week.

My boyfriend of 6 months and I parted ways. Largely due to the fact that he’s an insensitive emotionally inept man. And realistically this woman does not have time for that.

I like to look at it as God was giving me the signals and cues to move on… but I was stuck. With the but what if he….changes? NOPE. Not going to change. Instead God/life if you so prefer, decided to give me a message I could not ignore.

And I didn’t.

I gave myself time to calm down, reflect, practice my narrative (which didn’t help), and when the jerk didn’t bother with an apology or check in I kicked him to the curb. Metaphorically of course. Because it was my stuff at his place. He had hardly anything here. Of which he doesn’t want back. WEIRD. But I guess he’s just done. And so am I.

Do I miss the man I thought I was dating in the beginning? Absolutely. Do I miss the last 3ish months of frustration, angst, irritation, and a roller coaster of emotions? ABSOLUTELY NOT.

I also don’t miss his dog growling and attacking mine. Which has started to develop over the last several weeks. Not an attractive trait to not intervene with the dogs. Nor was it how he would constantly scold my dog. For being a dog.

We also had NOTHING in common. I liked concerts, going to the park, traveling, wine tasting, and such. He liked his alone time, couch, snuggling with his dog, and game night with his friends. I didn’t mind his friends… but we would never also see my friends. Sometimes even driving to my place was inconvenient for him.

Yep. That’s the man I’ve been dating for the last 6 months. I liked the man from the first 1-2 months. But he never came back… and yet I stayed. Dumb girl moment.

Smarty lady is back though. Time to be a boss babe and get my life back on track. 🙂