I never thought I would post on one of those forum - never thought I would be the drunken ex boyfriend either....
There is a first time to everything after all.
Let's start from the begining (it usually is better that way eheh):
I dated and lived with my ex for about 2 years. I always had some form of doubt about our relationship - but I enjoyed most of it - and I loved her. But for some reason there always was that little thing inside of me saying: "it's not the right one". Anyway, end of summer she tells me that she needs some time because she doesn't know anymore - she doesn't love me anymore. And I have to admit the relationship was dying. It was quit hard at first and I tried and talked to her about it (it's always when we loose something that we realize how much we loved it) see if we could try again.
But her mind was set. And she moved out.
So I let go of the butterfly and felt like crap for the next month and a half - I started exercising - doing all that stuff to forget about her - even decided to stop talking to her for about 2 weeks. But nothing really worked I would still wake up looking for her in the bed at 7am every morning.
I had some random play with some random girl at some point - hated it, hated myself for it.
Finally I went out and met someone interesting and realized that there were plenty of girls out there that I could spend some time with and not get bored.
That made me feel great for the next month or so. Until I ended up at a friends place late at night a few days ago, only the two of us -- and for some reason my ex popped in my head and I had to leave. I realized that I would just sleep with that girl and leave right afterwards - and not call her again. Damn I still have feelings for my ex.
This whole time me and my ex talked every other day about nothingness and it would end in fights, she was always trying to distance herself from me. But recently in the past two weeks or so, she has been real nice to me to the point where she cooked me food. And 2 days ago - she tells me that she is going to start dating again. I'm somewhat happy for her and let her know because neither of us ever went on a "real date", I also let her know that I find it somewhat quick. She lets me know it's nothing serious, just a movie. But then she brings back the fact that I messed around with some random girl only a week or two after our break up. So I explain to her that I regretted it and felt like crap about it.
And then like a dumb ass I have to tell her - what happened that other night when I had to leave. And so I have to let her know:
"I need someone to move on, otherwise I won't forget about you."
There now I don't know anymore
A week ago I was a happy camper - with life ahead of me - project bigger than a Giant could handle - ready to travel to the end of the world.
And here I am today - I don't know what to do anymore.
I want to tell her : "After all this time away from you, I have been thinking and... I want to try again with you, but something fresh something new, something different than last time."
And it is truly what I want to do. Something where we wouldn't leave in the same house, where we would not hang out all the time together. Something where we would have more room.
We use to be together all the time. Go out together, eat together, sleep together, travel together. There was no me or her anymore, when our friends talked about either one of us they automatically implied the other.
I don't know how she would react. I think she has obviously been jealous. I know she has been having lots of fun without me, and I have been doing the same on my side. Enjoying some freedom.
I guess I need to make my mind up first - figure out what I want. But I would love to know what she wants...