I suppose from the title you can guess what this post is about…
Mike and I ended our relationship. It would have been three years on Nov 1st. It still doesn’t seem real.
It turns out we want different things for our futures. I want children and he doesn’t. Back in February he told me that his hesitation with getting married wasn’t the marriage, it was knowing that if he said yes to marriage he was also saying yes to children. So, I told him he would need to make a decision. I was willing to wait for awhile, but that I wasn’t willing to hang around for years hoping he would finally decide in favor of children.
Since February I have been living in limbo, waiting for Mike to decide. Last week the stress and anxiety were just getting to be too much so I told Mike I needed a decision. He ultimately said that he doesn’t want children right now and doesn’t know if that will ever change.
And I told him our relationship was over.
How do you start over after 3 years? Who do you talk to about your day when the person you talked to everyday is no longer around? How do you just stop it all?
A part of me hopes that Mike will change his mind and realize he has made the wrong decision. But I also know that I can’t spend my time waiting for this to happen. I know I want children and if Mike truly doesn’t then I need to move on and find the person that I am meant to create a family with.
I am 29. Not old by any means, but since I know I want children, I can’t waste my time on someone who doesn’t. Unlike Mike, my fertility is on a time table and if Mike is not meant to be my life partner then I need to start my heart healing so I can find the person I am meant to be with.
The hardest part is he was such a huge part of my everyday. We would talk everyday. Go to lunch during the week. Spend whole weekends together. We had plans for this weekend and this fall and even Christmas. All those plans are no more. I haven’t spoken to him since Saturday, not quite an eternity, but it feels like it.
My heart is hurting a lot. There have been lots of tears.
My friends are amazing though. They listen to me cry. They keep me company and make sure I have eaten. And they remind me how awesome I am. And that I really am a great catch and that I will find the person I am meant to be with. And how strong I am for knowing what I want and actually doing the hard thing and not simply settling.