Today i broke up with my date of (just) 3.5 months or so. We spoke to eachother almost every day the last months. He was sad, cried.
I told him i overestimated myself. That im not in the right place (fear, mourning, etc) to let a man come closer and i have no clue if or when this will change. Which is truth. He was nice and proposed being friends for now and i refused kindly, because he would clearly hope for more.
I feel mostly relieved i spoke up, face to face, and didnt drag him along in some half-way friendship.
I also feel a little bad. I shouldnt have started/continued this. I also wasnt falling in love, which was another reason to quit, and i didnt tell him that today (I didnt want to cause unnecessary hurt). I feel defective, because i always fell for ■■■■■■■■and abusers, but didnt fully fall for this kind and genuine guy…I really wanted to love him.
I notice im having some odd and self-loathing thoughts too…things like “he is a good child of God and i am evil and sinful, so maybe God built a wall between our hearts and prevented me from developping more feelings” or “I am a heartless, cold monster and devoid of all love and empathy”. Which might be a slightly too black and white-ish response…
Just wanted to share, i guess, because i told no-one irl…any thoughts?