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If I haven’t bored you to tears already, scroll down (you can always scroll down on this blog) or change with my current desperate plan.Because I was essentially out of options, oh so tired and needing some TLC (which I wasn’t going to get from him), I decided to go back to my hometown (several states away) and hang out with family and old friends. Yes, this was probably not a good move at the time. While on the plane heading home, I read the only book I had (Amy Waterman’s Save My Marriage Today), that a “friend” had given me about saving my marriage.
It was dumb luck, but according to the author, I was right on track and this is what would be called my “opening move.” But, (probably incorrectly) I decided that I was tired of playing games and told myself I’d put this whole thing off til after the visit with my friends. I did not want my desperation to show, but I didn’t want to be unapproachable either.Getting away from the situation was a breath of fresh air. It was wonderful to see people who loved me just as I was, without picking apart my flaws. I made arrangements for two of our (and now my) good friends to come and see me at my home in a few weeks. Believe it or not, when I got back, I was not even that desperate to pick the difficult dance back up. Almost as though he were worried about, or at least trying to figure out, my sudden silence.I just wanted to keep up with my serenity and I didn’t want to take a step back. Frankly, I was ready to give in and wave my white I tried to busy myself and continue moving forward. I was determined to read books that made me happy, dust off my old classic albums that only I enjoyed and just take some alone time to sort things out. I explained that I’d taken some time back home and was just trying to improve and enjoy myself during what could be a difficult time.Frankly, I never saw it coming and I’m typically pretty perceptive about these things, for goodness sake.I was going about my merry way thinking everything was , it was wasn’t.Without going into very personal details, he was pretty darn certain about this decision and only wanted any debate to be who was getting what and how to do it as quickly as possible so that we could go our ways.
We had no children at that time, but I was crushed, shocked, and despondent all the same.I mentioned the stack of albums I’d dusted off and that I was meeting up with old friends of ours who were coming up next week, and how good it had been to see them.There was dead silence on the other end of the phone.After I got over my shock and anger, I was floored, not only at his behavior, which came out of left field, but how sharp a contrast this was to how we used to be. All we needed was for him to just change his mind with this ridiculous break up.Sure, we’d had our issues, but once upon a time, we were in perfect sync and truly happy, and nothing like the situation on our hands now. So, I panicked and went on a single handed — through threats, through begging, through desperate, (and now embarrassing) behavior.And when this didn’t work, or he wouldn’t play the game, I moped. I debated getting an attorney, but I couldn’t handle or deal with that. At this point, I was just too tired to pick myself up and try something new or better.