Broken – We Are In Different Places

The next day after Valentine’s she had plans with a friend. the lone person I met in her life. I decided to go out with a singles group I had joined. It was my really only source of Adult interaction besides her I had at the moment. My friends were busy with their families.


Broken is a story that is best read Chronologically to start from the beginning – Prologue

The next day after Valentine’s she had plans with a friend. the lone person I met in her life. I decided to go out with a singles group I had joined. It was my really only source of Adult interaction besides her I had at the moment. My friends were busy with their families. And let me tell you. Women don’t want their husbands to go hang at their buddies bachelor pad.

So as I am out with the singles group I get a message from Hailey. “Can you call me?” I said sure but I am just about to leave where I am can I call her in 30 minutes. It was late about 10:15pm. She asked where I was and I told her out with the Singles group. In 30 minutes I was still talking and saying good bye. I got a message I never saw. “I guess not then.” About 10-15 minutes later. I called no answer. I tried to message her.

She said “I guess we are in different places. I will bring back your pjs in the morning.” All I could ask was… “What are you talking about?”

It made no sense. Just the night earlier she told me how Valentine’s Day didn’t change anything. I started to get real concerned about her mental health at this point. It didn’t seem even feasible these things would be back to back. I think she realized how terrible this sounded as the next day she backed off of it pretty quickly.

Although in the end she probably got what she wanted, a night of worry for me. Trying to take back some control over the situation. I didn’t like it. I let her know I didn’t like it. I reminded her “you can be straight forward with me.” If something bothers you. Tell me. But as of right now you want no commitment. I am free to do what I want.

The next couple of days were strange she started talking about how broken hearted her marriage left her. And was in and out of sadness for that and making plans with me. I didn’t know what to think anymore. But I was no longer in preservation mode. And even considered picking up the dating apps once again. At some point I told her we can’t stay in this ambiguous and uncertain state long term.

We were in full regression and I have been in those relationships they just end. She assured me this was not the case that she just needed time. Of course I was empathetic. I could understand needing time. But would she be so kind to me?

Author: Matt

Hi, I’m Matt. Just your average uneventful guy. Dedicated Dad, emapth, and nurturer. Going through something I couldn’t possible ever thought possible. My story is called Broken. About an affair at the end of a long marriage and how ultimately I experienced the worst heartbreak of my life. It's honest, raw, and a little bit entertaining. I hope to share my story so people can learn while being therapeutic for myself.

8 thoughts on “Broken – We Are In Different Places”

  1. Oh I’m spinning here, blimey, she just doesn’t let up at all. You handled her controlling behaviour perfectly as far as I’m concerned. The change in tactics the day after the messages proves it. Wow Matt, just wow.

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  2. She really prefers you to be waiting around for her…. and, this has not been the case for much of your relationship with her. I’m glad you didn’t just sit at home. She needs to know that she can’t run so hot and cold….it’s too exhausting!

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  3. Something is brewing inside her…and it’s confusing.

    Having you wait for her, be there anytime, is convenient isn’t it. For her.

    I hate the anguished not knowing what’s going on.

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  4. For me once again it comes back to manipulating the situation to be what she wants because it’s all about her and her needs and her feelings. The way she toys with you to gain control but I’m so glad you stood your ground.

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    1. It was just terrible. And yes it seemed about control. But I think that was it for her. I was always difficult for her to control. And that is what made it so bumpy.

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