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Yesterday, I made myself more vulnerable than I prefer to be. While exchanging texts with my Ex the other day, I told him I missed him.
Our breakup wasn’t a result of infidelity or growing apart. It happened at a time when I needed emotional support, and he wasn’t able to provide it. My sister had passed suddenly the year before, and it would have been my first Christmas without her. I was feeling the loss extra hard that holiday season. I’d told him I was missing my sister and asked if he wanted to spend Christmas Eve together since he’d be with his daughter the next few days. I’d never asked that of him in the four years we dated. Holidays were for his daughter. I always respected that. That year, he’d said he had no plans for Christmas Eve. He’d never said no to me, so I thought it was a simple ask.
To my surprise, he’d stammered a bit. He didn’t say no, but he also didn’t say yes. I sensed his discomfort immediately. When I brought the subject up a week later - one week before Christmas - he still couldn’t provide a definitive answer.
Normally, he would ask if we could firm up plans closer to the date. He didn’t do that this time. The answer was obvious. I spent the next week vacillating between embarrassment and resentment. Finally, he offered to Skype with me on Christmas Eve Eve the next afternoon.
Skype. Fucking Skype.