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CodeNameBob · 06-08-2010, 04:55 PM

Caliguy, thanks for the kind words, this is a great place get advice and speak my thoughts. It is difficult to accept that while she was thinking about leaving me she shut me out, not wanting to talk to while I was on the road, which we learned in therapy together was her way of dealing with distance, which was while she was away in grad school and internships. So I we were in that cycle again, and believed we would come out stronger like before.

This time we came out with me wondering what happened and her growing more cold.

It's odd because, I feel like I am to blame for working to much, but I know in my heart that I was the one that always left notes, messages, or planned date nights. Always looking for ways to show her how much I loved her.

The best part of my day was waking up and seeing her face, the second best part of my day was closing my eyes at night know the last thing I saw was her face. Being on the road killed me because I did not get those joys, but now I feel completely destroyed knowing that I will never get those joys again.

06-08-2010, 04:55 PM	#16 (permalink)
CodeNameBob Member Join Date: Jun 2010 Posts: 162	Re: Feeling Betrayed Caliguy, thanks for the kind words, this is a great place get advice and speak my thoughts. It is difficult to accept that while she was thinking about leaving me she shut me out, not wanting to talk to while I was on the road, which we learned in therapy together was her way of dealing with distance, which was while she was away in grad school and internships. So I we were in that cycle again, and believed we would come out stronger like before. This time we came out with me wondering what happened and her growing more cold. It's odd because, I feel like I am to blame for working to much, but I know in my heart that I was the one that always left notes, messages, or planned date nights. Always looking for ways to show her how much I loved her. The best part of my day was waking up and seeing her face, the second best part of my day was closing my eyes at night know the last thing I saw was her face. Being on the road killed me because I did not get those joys, but now I feel completely destroyed knowing that I will never get those joys again.