I went through something quite similiar. I had a ring, we lived together, planning kids, future, et al. Then she starts crying on Sunday and tells me its not working. I'm too shocked to speak. She drives off for God knows where. 24 hours pass... I blow off work that Monday while contemplating blowing my brains out when early that evening she comes back. She's crying, saying it'll never happen again, I can trust her, the whole litany of apologies and promises. I agree. I take her back. I try to put it out of my mind, tell myself the fact that she came back meant something. But it didn't.
Three days passed. Thursday I went to work, got the kiss goodbye, same old same old.. Walk in the door a 5 PM, with (no shit) a dozen roses in hand... Something feels very wrong. I look around the house. Most of her shit is gone. I literally fracture like a cheap pinata whacked by a Louisville Slugger.
A week goes by and fucked if 'm gonna beg or plead. I was in hell. No phone call. No return. No contact for a week and then only (lol) via email to discuss logistics. Was it a guy or another girl? Fear? Female friend mindgames? The reason doesnt matter. Her actions (and those of your gf) are what count.
Long story short, she wanted to 'take a year apart' and 'see how we (her) feel then'. Of course, I wasnt part of this decision. And, of course, it was up to me whether or not I stuck around so we could 'stay such very good friends'. I couldn't and I didn't. Moved across the country. Sold the ring. Wrote letters for a few months with no response.
That was only a year ago. Still love her. Still miss her. But, I have tried to heed the best advice I have ever been given (by a female friend-friend, no less): You want to be with someone that wants to be with you.
There is so much truth to the cliche 'There is one woman in the world, one woman with many faces'. I certainly have found that to be true. Since last year I have dated many women, ages ranging 25-40 years old. It either 'is' or it 'isnt'. Right now I've got my first gf in a year, not a FWB or a FB or someone to drink with and suck face. But I'm NOT emotionally committing 100%; hell, not even 70%. I'm not screwing around, I'm just letting it be day by day. Only time can tell.
My opinion and experience is this: Anyone can talk a good game in the locker room, in theory. But it's all about what someone shows out on the field. She wants you, great. Cheers! But WTF is she actively doing to demonstrate that? Don't be a fall guy the second time around... Don't be her 'second tier' safe guy in case life doesnt work according to the damned 'Sex in the City' plan.
In the words of 'The Who': Wont get fooled again. Yeah. I'm such a romantic motherfucker, arent I? lol
Best of luck, mate. Really.
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