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Originally Posted by journeymom 
Tell us what this was about. Why did you break up?
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I have to back up a bit to do so: 8 months after we first started dating, he cheated on me. We didn't break up immediately; I made it another 8 months. Then we broke up for a month, dated for a month, then broke up again. We didn't talk for almost 5 months. And admittedly I was really happy. Then we started hanging out again-- at that point I was in the process of planning to move to another state, so we began sleeping together casually. I was leaving, so there was no chance we'd get serious again. Or so I thought. Not even two weeks in, I got pregnant.
I decided to have the baby, and thought that getting back together was the right thing-- so we could be a family. We moved in together, and I just had a really hard time. All of our old issues were still there, compounded by the fact that I was pregnant. When I was about 5 months he proposed, and things went from bad to worse. I saw myself getting trapped in a relationship that made me unhappy, with someone who didn't seem to be able to *hear* meor respect my feelings. I was really depressed. And after my midwife finally called me out at a check-up and told me that the best thing for my baby was to have a mother who was ok, and if I wasn't ok with him than I shouldn't be with him. So I moved out. I decided it was better for our daughter to have two parents who weren't together but happy, than two parents who were together and miserable.
By the time she was born, we had become friends again and were committed to co-parenting. He made it clear that he wanted us to be together and I kept that in mind. We tried therapy, but after the second visit I felt like I was just getting angrier at him, having to sit in a room and listen to his wildly misconstrued accounts of how I reject his love and destroy him. He's big on the" it's not me, it's you." Zero accountability, huge victim complex, and very defensive (he has many, many wonderful traits as well)... I don't know, long story short, in December when dd was about 5 months old I decided I could try again: he seemed to be trying to be a better listener, and I really enjoyed our time all together. I felt like I was falling in love with him again. Now, almost four months later I'm still comfortable with my choice on a very practical level. But I still don't want to be physical with him... I keep hoping those feelings will come as our friendship grows stronger and we begin to remedy some of our dysfunctional dynamics, but they don't. Instead their absence has me second-guessing my choices, worried that I'm precluding him from the love he wants and deserves, and the love that may be possible for me, too. I keep saying "oh, all that passionate love and romance isn't sustainable. at least we've got a solid friendship." but that doesn't mean I don't crave passion and romance. Ykwim?
Sorry, that was a super long response! Thanks for "listening".
