"Just when I thought I was out...they pull me back in"
I wanted to come here and vent a little. Lately, I've been feeling some weirdness bubble up. I just spent the last two months feeling like I'm fully over that cheating, abandoning, ghosting vile woman, and here comes some weird, albeit tepid, emotions to the surface.
It's been 4 (FOUR!) months since I've had any contact with her whatsoever. I haven't really thought about her much in 2019. I've been busy with work, half the weekends I've actually been blessed with visitors or activities, and I've been undergoing a bit of "retail therapy" here and there to round out my new apartment and self. I got hit with some crippling loneliness around New Years which I carried around for a week or two, but the past month has been the most balanced emotional bliss I've experienced in a very long time.
And then weirdness started to reenter my brain. First, it was while watching The Matrix. Its boilerplate and barely fleshed out love story kind of touched me. Then it was The Sopranos, the show that my ex and I were in the middle of marathoning when I caught her affair. At first, that was tough to pick back up, because everyone on that show is a heartless cheater, but eventually I got over all that and once again it's one of my favorite shows of all time. Fittingly, Tony and Carmela separate at the end of the season my ex and I left off at--due to his flagrant cheating. It's like that plot point was a cosmic joke sitting out there waiting for me to inevitably find. "Ha, what would've happened if I caught the affair AFTER we watched that episode," I asked myself. I got a kick out of it. But then a season later, Tony and Carm are rekindling their love and for about 5 seconds, I felt something. Jealousy? Happiness for this sociopath and his enabler? Hope that people out there can still cut through the bullshit and work on their marriage despite the underlying reasons guiding their decisions? I don't know, but some weird feeling coursed through me momentarily and I wasn't used to it.
And now today, I'm on my dental insurer's website and I see that my old plan is listed, the one I had while under her insurance. I was curious, so I compared the two plans and hers is better. Sure, the likelihood is small that I'll ever need to use those other aspects of the plan which hers covers better, but it still bothered me for a few seconds. It was the first time I felt envy toward her since I ran away with my chunk of the assets.
I guess what I'm venting here is that I thought I was out of the weeds and what do you know, these little triggers keep popping up. And I understand that these aren't day-ruiners or anything. I haven't been ruminating on these moments very much outside of now, as I type this up. My day continues unabated, as does my better life without her.
But still, I worry. I worry that the love I had for her, those attachment feelings, still exist within me. And in all likelihood, they probably do. It's a weird thing when they pull the bandaid off. There's so much emotional turmoil in the beginning that the tranquility you eventually find, which exists in STARK contrast to it, fools you into thinking you're over everything. When I was uncorked, all of my emotions came spilling out, and when I was finally able to recork the bottle, it appeared empty. What could've been left in there, after all? But it wasn't empty. Now that the bitterness, anger, and sadness are all gone, I can clearly see the tiny love particles settling to the bottom of the bottle. This frightens me! This woman was vile, destructive, selfish, lying, cowardly, vindictive, petty, and disrespectful. I don't want to feel that way about her even for the 5 seconds I do when I'm triggered. I don't want to fondly remember her even that tiny bit. I want to forget her completely.
I've said it before, but I'm extremely lucky that she ghosted me like this, for whatever reason, and took away all hope of rekindling. I don't know how you guys do it who are in R or even in pre-R/D limbo. I hate feeling this shit for even a few seconds, how do you cope having to live with these emotions day in and day out for months at a time? You're stronger than I am.