Blew it? Part 3

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cancer_woman84
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So, I didn't text or call him for 2 weeks. Being the kind of guy I KNOW he is, I knew he wouldn't text me because he'd think I was mad at him for wanting a break. After about 2 weeks, I called him and told him I wasn't mad. That I needed the break more than he did because I was focusing way too much on him. I asked if he needed more time, or if the break was permanent. He said he couldn't really talk, he'd call me back. He'd be busy all weekend helping a mutual friend move (I know it wasn't a lie, or excuse).

A week went by, he didn't call/text. So, being hurt like I've never been hurt before, I texted him and asked him how he could be so cruel? That I never thought he was in love with me, but I thought he at least had enough respect for me as a human being and friend to not hurt me the way he was and that if it was over, just TELL ME so I could move on. No response, although a mutual friend, who had used his phone to send a text when their phone died, said he saw a message my Cancer man had been writing, but never sent. It simply said, "I never said I didn't want to be with you anymore" It kinda went on like this for the month of august, with me sending weekly texts asking him to just talk to me and tell me how he was feeling. He finally answered one of my calls the last week of August and told me he just wanted a break and I hadn't given him one yet and he was sorry if he hurt me, but he didn't mean to and that I knew he didn't like "emotional conversations" and he didn't want to have one. So, I let it be and was satisfied with our convo and told him I'd really give him his break. A few days later I went to a mutual friends house, he was there and went out of his way to avoid me, which again, hurt and I felt he was being childish. I worked myself up and got really upset. After thinking about it for a few days, I called him and left him a REALLY mean voicemail and immediately regretted it. A few days after that I texted him my most sincere, heartfelt apology. No response to anything.

Once September hit, I ran into a series of really unbelievable unfortunate events and asked for his help with rides (my car broke down in June and he hauled me around for 2 weeks, so I thought he'd be there when I needed him again). He didn't respond to any of my messages, which CRUSHED me. I kinda thought I had it coming from the nasty VM I'd left a week or so before, but I thought he knew I didn't mean anything and could maybe forgive me. So, I kinda lost my mind a little bit and went on a rampage of tearful voicemails and reeeaallly long text messages and sent them about every other day for a week and a half or so. I finally calmed down when September started coming to an end and sent him the first picture we'd taken together and just told him I missed him.