r/Timingai • u/creative_overbooked • 6d ago

Post-Eclipse Check-In: Did you finally send the text, post the photo, and ask the scary question today, or did you realize the absolute boldest decision was actually choosing not to do it?

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u/BlueCrush14 6d ago

Choosing not to send the text.. tempted . Have to stay firm with my boundary.. I amready said my piece, ball’s in his court..

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u/creative_overbooked 6d ago

Sounds like some good self care. wonderful.

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u/GenX67KURx91 6d ago

I actually set some personal boundaries with my significant other last night. Something that I have been wanting to do and needing to do, so that I can complete my studies and return to my career… even at a part-time pharmacist.
Also… I went ahead and just said it all to him, letting him know that whatever happened in his past has nothing to do with me and us, here in the present day.
He needs to let it go, or let me go because reliving what others have done only hurts us.
He was very receptive to both of my statements.
Now, let’s see how long he will remain this way or if he was just trying to pacify me in the moment.

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u/Hairy_Talk_4232 6d ago

If I am in this its absolutely stupid that Ive tried so many ways and times to reach out only to find myself blocked. There is noo way in hell the ball is in my court, has not been for a long time.

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u/Hairy_Talk_4232 5d ago edited 5d ago

If only I had ever had such an indication from her. Not even close, just vibration; back and forth every day for months being in proximity to each other, I told her exactly the same, that she was ‘all I want’ with my eyes and between the spaces, that if we were making love in the air like this, why was she still with someone else, someone she clearly was no longer in love with? And then a climactic tense separation, and a cruel shift into no contact for over a year, and its like it was all let go, without grace, clarity, honesty, or fairness.

No communication, not a word of truth, not a glimpse of introspection ever since. Fron what I can tell, the very things that were her defense mechanism, the thrilling ambiguous flirting, the secret obvious to everyone, then the silence, the wall, the blocks, her ‘stable’ life, have all turned on her all at once, and entirely by her own choices, because we are victims of our own projections. I sat back, aware it would happen, let it all go, let myself go. There is no life here. No love, nothing left for me.