I haven't been dating anyone since WH and WH and I still date casually from a far, to the extent seeing each other once in the last year is really dating. And I've been fine with it really. Sure, it's a bit lonely, but one dip back into that new romance pool (not really dating - IDK what to call what I did) and I've decided lonely is better.
I had become platonically friendly with a male neighbor. We had these really great talks all the time and were hanging out pretty frequently and texting back and forth with ease like I do with some of my oldest friends. I was really enjoying having a friend locally as I have struggled with making any real connections since I moved here 4 years ago so I spend a lot of time alone which I will admit has been very hard for me at times. For the past several months we would hang out here or at his place or sometimes go out somewhere, and we talked about all sorts of things and some really personal stuff - the hardships he has faced in his life make my issues look like child's play - and we could talk for hours and hours with such ease. It was really nice. And at least on my end, although he is very very attractive (I'm in my in my 50s now and he is hands down the best looking guy I have ever been with), he is also a lot younger than I am (12-13 years younger), and I really didn't think about anything with him in a romantic way. I was just super happy to have a friend, and someone who seemed so genuine, and funny, and just great to hang out with. I had met some of his friends and hung out with them too so it felt like I maybe could finally even have some kind of social circle here. It felt really great.
Yeah, you can tell that's not where this is going to end...
I had friends visiting from out of town for a week and for whatever reason during their visit he made it clear like out of nowhere, that he was interested in more with me, to the extent my friends noticed (and of course encouraged it). I protested, claiming anything like that would be a bad idea because it would potentially ruin our friendship which I really valued. He said it wouldn't and that we were adults and could be casual and not let things get crazy and if feelings got in the way we could talk it though (and he pointed out that I am a great candidate for doing that as I am still friends with both my exes which means "I am a reasonable person")...so for a few weeks we let that happen. And I won't lie - it was great. He was very attentive and kind and complimentary...and then, for reasons that I do not understand, and without any explanation, he started the slow fade. Short texts, taking forever to respond, no joking - just really cold. He would stop to talk occasionally but the talks were quick and pretty surface. IMO honestly had he not been a neighbor I think he would have just ghosted me, but because that's kind of impossible to do when you can see each other's driveway, he kept up appearances. I feel now like we are more accquaintance-neighbors than friends. And oh does that hurt. It hurts not so much because I wanted more romantically (don't get me wrong I liked that a lot) but the biggest hurt comes because I thought we were friends, and the loss of the friendship is a major punch to the gut for me. So I find myself ruminating over stupid stuff like: maybe he just wanted to sleep with me the whole time and he was playing the long game and now that he managed that he's done. Sigh.
All of it is just a brutal loss for me and I'm a bit gutted. So for those of you willing to put yourselves out there actively looking for new relationships you are far braver than I.
[This message edited by ThisIsSoLonely at 6:06 AM, Sunday, October 5th]
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