So today is the day that L returns and I discover the meaning of the clarity she has found. Regardless of how that turns out, simply going through this weekend has shown me something new in myself.
When she messaged me, she requested that I not contact her for a little longer so she could continue sorting out her feelings. We both have a lot of hurt and anger running in cords between us, wrapped up in all sorts of other hurts that have nothing to do with our relationship beyond the simple fact that we spent so much time enmeshed in each others lives. Untangling that thread and finding where it leads seems of paramount importance, even if I find the process incredibly uncomfortable.
But that’s the odd thing, really. I haven’t found the process uncomfortable. The lead-up was tense but she worked through that with me. To give a comparison, the last Panic Weekend came without warning and I could not stop calling her. I spent most of the weekend in an actual state of panic- nausea, sleeping issues, and overuse of text messaging ensued though at the time, I thought there had been a distinct threat to her safety.
Though I have once or twice had to consciously avoid the phone, this process of believing in her, in what she said, and in the importance of this time to her has gone fairly smoothly. Sure, I’m not ecstatic about the waiting or the silence. It hasn’t exactly been easy. In the end, I have been able to give her the space that she requested and it has not hurt to do it. There are some key differences between this and other “Panic Weekends” that I think have helped:
- We have clearly identified the boundaries of our relationship. We are a couple, we are monogamous, we love each other.
- We have attended therapy and have at least begun working through our communication dysfunction.
- It makes sense – we had just spent a large amount of time together in Japan. Needing to assess doesn’t feel like a bizarre disappearance from out of the blue.
- L explained to me what the point of this trip was and listened to me when I told her how it made me feel. Once she realized I wasn’t blaming her, she took the time to help me become comfortable with it.
- We had a nice date right before her departure. Nothing huge, just good couple time.
- Before she left, she emphasized her love for me.
- We have a plan for contact and her return, a compromising to help me feel more comfortable. Instead of it being an open-ended excursion, she agreed to send me a voice mail last night to update me on the status of her trip. She also agreed to make sure to come back today.
- She then kept that compromise, sending me a voice mail telling me how this is helping her and thanking me for understanding. As a bonus, she reiterated that she would see me today and told me she loved me.
- Between two birthday parties and this blog I did not have time to sit around and worry.
- I had started writing about us, taking some introspection time of my own.
For me, not contacting someone feels like trying out a new yoga pose after months of not working out. All the muscles are already weak and this specific one has just never seen use before. The truth is I love her and I want to become a partner that can give her what she needs. If I have to push my mental boundaries and learn how to accept the occasional silence, well maybe that is just some growing up I have to do.
Still the end of the day could reframe my entire view of things and balancing trust with the fear of being hurt will make this a long day.
The Saddest Song by Morphine
“My biggest fear is if I let you go, you’ll come and get me in my sleep.”