WonderingWanderer
@WonderingWanderer
8 Years
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A couple of months ago I reached out to a coworkers estranged husband for the safety of their children. She started using meth and abusing the kids in the 6 months they'd been separated so I found him via social media and supplied him proof. He was grateful, thanked me numerous times, and initiated a strong custody case. I wished him the best and figured that would be it. Well it wasn't. He inboxed me the next day to inform me of what happened when he called Child Protective Services and we started to get to know each other a little. And so it began...we talked every single day for the next month and a half and had so much in common we ended up finishing each other's thoughts and referring to the other as our "wondertwin". He took me to the best restaurants in town, brought me back my favorite rare snack from a trip and even invited me to Vegas with him. He even told me he didn't open up to anyone like he did with me ever except his family. Now while all this was going on he told me he wanted to take it slow because of his recent divorce and the affect it had on him and his children. Of course I tried to be supportive even though this confused me, but after more mixed signals it proved to be too much so I tried to back off which he was NOT going to let happen. The ex is actually friends with my roommates and it became common knowledge that I helped initiate the case which made them my ex roommates pretty quickly. I had other arrangements but my new place wouldn't be ready for a week. Now this is where everything kinda falls apart ...He offered to save me the storage fees by keeping my furniture in his garage, and he also offered his home to me for the week. During that week I did what I imagine any grateful houseguest would do...cooked and cleaned up. I knew his favorite meals so I cooked them. I knew his favorite music so I played it. I left him alone when he got home because he has a stressful job and I figured he might like to be left in peace to eat his meal and listen to his music especially since he's stressed about the divorce. We only slept together twice that week (we hadn't before then) but it was amazing and he even told me he had never climaxed so hard in his life. By the last couple days my "friend" was using pet names like babe and mama when referring to me, and I even made plans for his birthday. When the week was up I left, and by the end of the next week he was barely talking to me. The next weekend I went out with my sister, drunk dialed him and proceeded to tell him EXACTLY how I felt about his wishy washy bs to which he replied with accusations of my pressuring and projecting feelings onto him. That was it...nothing for another week. This time from either of us. He still followed my social media though, and reached out when my cousin died. After two weeks of not speaking I finally told him we needed to talk, and when we did he laid all his flaws out and immediately apologized for the mixed signals and being so confused. I apologized for my actions, but not my feelings and reassured him that I didn't want to not speak to him as life is too short (my cousin recently dying made me think). He agreed and told me as he has before that he's not going anywhere and he wants to be a part of my life for as long as possible and to please be patient with him. Sooo...yeah...that's my story, and even though I'm happy we're on semi talking terms I still don't feel safe with him like I did before. Can you guys help with some tips on how to deal? Thanks in advance for reading this long thing and navigating this madness with me.