I read one time that the magic number to get over any person is 60. Sixty days with no contact. When I say no contact I mean NO contact! No late night/early morning text messages, NO drunk "I miss you" dialing and no "I just needed to ask you a question" emails or Facebook messages. I am however wondering if Facebook stalking is permitted, but I have a strange feeling that it's not. After reading this I have always thought..."I wonder if that's true. If it will really work." Well, I now unfortunately have the chance to find out.
In case you haven't figured it out yet I am in fact ending a seven year sexual relationship. I guess it wouldn't be fair if I didn't give you a little background on this "relationship". Let's just call him Timmy. Timmy and I started seeing/sleeping with each other 7 years ago. It seems like one of us was always in a committed relationship just never with each other. In the past seven years neither of us have had a relationship that we haven't cheated on the person we were with. Always with the each other. I know this sounds terrible and it is, but I'm just being honest so give be a break, ok? Well, about 3 months ago the whole game changed. We found ourselves both single and lonely and we took comfort in each other on a whole other level than we had ever been on before. Well, I fell fast. Fast and hard! He on the other hand developed stronger feelings for me than he ever had before but just not strong enough to commit. His constant excuse being that he just couldn't get over his ex. I understood for a little while but after months of this I just couldn't do it anymore. Today I made the choice to walk away. To not allow myself to be his sexual diva anymore. By the way, the sex is the best EVER and when I say EVER I mean EVER. Mind blowing, really. However, that is NOT the point and I can't allow myself to get distracted thinking about that. So, today is Thursday. The last time he and I slept together was Sunday and I will begin my 60 day challenge tomorrow.
I have cried and cried today and I'm sure that the tears are not finished. It seems so strange to me that I will never taste his lips again or feel him hands on my body or hear my name on his lips. I can't help but to sit here and wonder as I'm typing this if he really knows how much I love him or how good we could be. Then I stop and think he doesn't care how good it could be because I am just what I have always been to him...a piece of ass. Then I think, "No, that's not true. He cares, just not the same way that I do." I'm sure that is the closest to the truth out of the options. At least I hope it is.
Tomorrow is the day and I will be on to start this challenge!! Wish me luck!!
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