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Posted by The Thinking Other Woman on February 23, 2021 at 12:10 AM

OK, dude. Come on. Really?? An addendum posted 9/23/21

 

 

Dear Sweetheart (Name withheld. You know who you are!),


 

 

 

Google Analytics informs me someone keeps visiting this post and the other one I made to you when I noticed you were visiting here and reading my blogs. The locations, however, are wildly improbable. Maplewood, NJ, I can see. Mobile, Alabama and Paris, I rather doubt.


 

 

 

Either people in these locations are interested in my messages specifically to you for reasons I cannot fathom (and finding these posts by some method of occult divination, since they do not perform a search to find them), or ...


 

 

 

... this is you. Hiding behind a VPN.


 

 

 

(Yes, computer-stoopid though I am, I figured out what these are.)


 

 

 

If this is you, you need to understand that I am on the point of giving up on you. No relationship is no relationship. I post to you and you won't even speak to me. You just scat like light. Patience has ceased to be a virtue.


 

 

 

You also need to understand that I cannot and will not contact you without your permission, even though I have your email and your phone number, and obviously, I know where your facebook is. I don't have that permission, so other than a public post like this, you will not hear from me.


 

 

 

And it's getting really hard to justify posting to you, or about you, any more.


 

 

 

I wished that something could have worked out here. I really did. I knew this person was going to behave exactly as she did, and you sounded very unhappy when we last spoke four years ago.


 

 

 

But four years is a long time, and you never came back. What do you expect me to do but finally give up on you, move on, and just write you off forever? I didn't want to do this. I really, really didn't. My therapist has refrained from rolling her eyes at me hanging on and not giving up on you, but, her patience is soon to be rewarded.


 

 

 

Turns out that the immortal Rhett Butler was right. Even the most deathless love can wear out.


 

 

 

When you let things go for years and years, eventually they're gone. That ring on your left hand? That's the relationship you're in. I've had to accept that.


 

 

 

I am not angry at you. I'm not angry at anything that's happened. I really needed some deep personal growth I didn't even know I needed, and that's what's transpired over these last seven years. Do you know, we first started talking almost seven years ago? I was so happy then. I really was. I think you were, too.


 

 

 

I always knew you as the most brilliant mind, and the kindest and sweetest person. I wish you weren't so codependent. I wish you didn't beat up on yourself.


 

 

 

THERE IS NOTHING WRONG WITH YOU. There never was. All of that is that worn-out tape of parental neglect playing over and over and over: "I'm no good, I'm no good. Everything is my fault. No one will ever love me. I mess everything up. I'm unlovable, I'm repulsive ..."


 

 

FOR FUCK'S SAKE, STOP IT.

 

STOP IT, STOP IT, STOP IT, STOP IT, STOP IT!!!!


 

 

I loved you, and you ran away.

 

 

 

I understand why. Family is important. I don't have a family. I had to cut mine off. The difference between us is you were willing to keep acting a role in order to keep yours, and I wasn't.


 

 

I guess the awfulness was just a matter of degree. But one thing I learned from acting and acting and pretending and pretending to be what my family wanted from me over so many years was this:


 

 

If you have to act a part in order for them to love you, do they, in fact, really love YOU? Because, if they did, wouldn't they care about your feelings?


 

 

Mine didn't, and that was very apparent, so I left. I know your situation is different. Children live forever in the home they grew up in and they don't want to leave it, especially if they were happy there. It's hard for them to make an adjustment like that. And grandchildren are precious. Especially a new grandson. Congratulations, by the way.


 

 

 

Always know that I will always love you. But, no means no, running away is running away, and eventually we have no choice but to take no for an answer.


 

 

 

If you log on here and I know you've seen this and you run away again, I have no choice but to accept a final no as your answer. I can do that, and I'm ready to just write you off and move on. I've had enough of waiting and hoping for something that will never happen.


 

 

 

You're always welcome to speak to me. You're welcome to come back to the place where we met, as well. I'm not there much now. I've come to understand that I simply can't do what the others are doing, and there's no point wasting my time anymore. From time to time I drop in to say hi, but more and more that's just a sad place for me, and one I've had to leave behind.


 

 

 

I still see us there: the naive kid I was, thinking I could make a career out of fan fiction, and this incredibly smart, nice guy who wrote nonfiction and wanted to write a novel. I see all of us, hanging out at Starbucks drinking coffee and talking til 11 o'clock at night. I had never had real friends before that. Those were some of the happiest times of my life.


 

 

And my husband. I remember him.


 

 

A lot sure has changed after over twenty-two years. But the love and the memories will remain.


 

 

 

I expect I won't hear from you or see you lurking here ever again, since all you ever do when I post you anything is run. So, I expect that this is good bye.


 

 

 

Please take care of yourself. Know that I am grateful for all I've learned from knowing you. I will always care about you and wish the very best for you.


 

 

 

Love, me.


 

 

 

Original post:



Since you’re here:


 

You should be aware that I’ve constructed an internal working model of Rory based on three sources: What you’ve told me about her behavior; psychology sources that information led me to on alexithymia, emotional numbness, attachment theory, and childhood emotional neglect; and (no surprise) her natal chart.


 

If I know the resources you need, but don’t share them because I’m being manipulative and I know withholding the information could ultimately benefit me … well, that’s not ethical.


 

I can’t make you pick these up. I can’t make you use them. But, I can’t withhold them, either.


 

SO, here they are:


 

Codependency recovery (YOU need these, and you ain’t NEVER comin’ back into MY life without them):


Lisa A. Romano, codependency life coach, and therapist Jerry Wise, Jerry Wise Relationship Systems. Lots of free videos on Youtube. Fucking use them before you DIE. It’s important. You don’t want to reach 81 without having made good use of materials like this. YOUR CHART IS WARNING YOU. Therefore, so am I.


If you prefer to read: Running on Empty, Jonice Webb, and many many ACoA materials. I would especially look up The Everything Guide to Codependency by Jennifer Sowle and The Struggle for Intimacy, Janet Woititz.


 

This will tell you succinctly what you need to know about Rory: Jonice Webb, Running on Empty No More. It will also more than likely save your marriage. Too bad for me, oh, well.


For further reading: Facing Love Addiction, Pia Mellody. The Power of Attachment: How To Create Deep and Lasting Intimate Relationships, Diane Poole Heller.


 

PLEASE use these fucking materials before you’re too old and senile. It will be too late then, and you will be very, VERY sorry.


Your natal chart is telling you this in NO uncertain terms. Please listen. I don’t want to see you living through the transits you will live through if you don’t do this work NOW.


 

I love you. Good luck. Take care.

 

 

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