I heard that this would be hard on our relationship, but I never expected it to throw so much at us. We always endured the challenges and we're falling apart now. I broke up with him 2 1/2 weeks ago after 2 1/2 years and a child together. I don't know what came over me the second I said that I didn't want to be with him, anymore. Of course I want to be with him. I learned that the hard way. It's been miserable these past couple weeks and we worked through a lot of problems with our relationship and told each other things the other needed to work on. So what's the problem? I don't know, exactly. We've been talking every day after every class like we usually would, just without affection. I'm trying so hard to act okay around him because I can't stand seeing him okay and then I'm not like that. Why do I have to be miserable? Why can't we both feel okay with it? He's mentioned things here and there like the fact that I'm supposed to move this summer to Tennessee and he wants to get used to not being together so maybe it'll hurt less when I move. Last night he came over to spend time with Caden and I talked to him about this and he just kept saying that it's just best that we're friends for now. I asked him do you really not want to be with me? And he said yes and no. The yes part because he loves me, and the no is keeping him from saying the yes, and because he's afraid that these things that we've worked on and fixed are going to go back to the way they were if we're together, again. Honestly, it's a hell of a lot easier to see him and be around him than not be around him, even as friends. But at the same time, it's so much pain to keep myself from holding his hand. I stayed at his house last Saturday night and we talked about things then and I ended up holding his hand and it was just like... it used to be such a thing where it was just there, an everyday thing I was used to. But when I did it then... it just made me happy. I can't even describe that happiness. And now that's taken away from me, what else can I do but be hurt and unhappy? Sometimes I get so upset that I can't even take care of my son... I know that he's trying to run from something, and I know that we'll end up together again in the future. But I don't want to be here like I am hurting until then. Because I can't move on, and I can't let it go. Believe me, I really wish I could do that. I wish that I never met him and experienced that happiness and had it stolen from me and felt this pain. And I am trying to fight moving as much as possible... I don't want Caden to be separated from him and him to only come visit every once in a while. Even as friends, it'd be so much better if we could live together. His mom even suggested that because of the move, but my parents refuse to allow it. I feel like sometimes they think that Caden is their child, not mine, and that they think they know what is best for him, rather than me. Ugh so many things are going on and I can't even let it all out. It's too much to think about and separate.
Sorry for writing so much... I really had to get it out.