I'm afraid. Terribly afraid.
I'm in NZ. He's in the UK. She's in the US.
A few weeks ago an emotionally close friend (Lance) told me he'd met someone and she (Jen) was coming to visit him just after Easter for a couple of weeks. That they were in a relationship now. It was slightly out of the blue that it was that serious, but not entirely unexpected thanks to shared social media. They met (online) about 4 months ago.
Thing is, last year we'd talked about Lance visiting me at Easter. The reason this didn't happen was the longevity of his dog, who has now been on his last legs for about 6 months... (enough so that the usual dogsitter won't take him anymore). So, and with absolutely no wish to shorten dear Sparky's life, we didn't make plans/book tickets/do anything other than him starting a savings account for travel.
I'm sure you can all deduce where that travel fund will be spent now.
Lance hasn't told Jen about me ("yet"). So I'm now demoted and secret. And I'm not doing ok with that.
Right now Lance is hurting because he's just put Jen back on the plane home, and he's not entirely sure when he'll be able to visit, because of Sparky.
And I'm hurting, because originally he would have been booking a ticket to visit me, not Jen.
(And no, NZ is not particularly 'on the way' to the US, and even if it was, I really, really don't want to be a stepping stone, because he'd be counting the days until he's on his way to her.)
And Jen's likely hurting, because she's had to go home and things are going to be up in the air for them for a while.
And besides their current separation and pain, I'm actually happy for them (after all, I can't be what she can, and I'd love him to find his happy ever after). I'd not asked him for a relationship per se because I knew that I couldn't be a nesting partner, and I didn't want to interfere with his chances of finding one. But I'm being a terrible friend because my feelings keep spilling into our conversations and I end up crying on him when he needs comfort from me.
He has assured me (a couple of times by now) that our friendship will stay intact, that he's not going anywhere. Thing is, not that long ago he was coming towards me.
And that's enough of a difference that I'm falling apart.
arohanui
Evie
P.S. Adam (my husband) is being wonderful, giving lots of cuddles and support, and letting me process in my own time.
I'm in NZ. He's in the UK. She's in the US.
A few weeks ago an emotionally close friend (Lance) told me he'd met someone and she (Jen) was coming to visit him just after Easter for a couple of weeks. That they were in a relationship now. It was slightly out of the blue that it was that serious, but not entirely unexpected thanks to shared social media. They met (online) about 4 months ago.
Thing is, last year we'd talked about Lance visiting me at Easter. The reason this didn't happen was the longevity of his dog, who has now been on his last legs for about 6 months... (enough so that the usual dogsitter won't take him anymore). So, and with absolutely no wish to shorten dear Sparky's life, we didn't make plans/book tickets/do anything other than him starting a savings account for travel.
I'm sure you can all deduce where that travel fund will be spent now.
Lance hasn't told Jen about me ("yet"). So I'm now demoted and secret. And I'm not doing ok with that.
Right now Lance is hurting because he's just put Jen back on the plane home, and he's not entirely sure when he'll be able to visit, because of Sparky.
And I'm hurting, because originally he would have been booking a ticket to visit me, not Jen.
(And no, NZ is not particularly 'on the way' to the US, and even if it was, I really, really don't want to be a stepping stone, because he'd be counting the days until he's on his way to her.)
And Jen's likely hurting, because she's had to go home and things are going to be up in the air for them for a while.
And besides their current separation and pain, I'm actually happy for them (after all, I can't be what she can, and I'd love him to find his happy ever after). I'd not asked him for a relationship per se because I knew that I couldn't be a nesting partner, and I didn't want to interfere with his chances of finding one. But I'm being a terrible friend because my feelings keep spilling into our conversations and I end up crying on him when he needs comfort from me.
He has assured me (a couple of times by now) that our friendship will stay intact, that he's not going anywhere. Thing is, not that long ago he was coming towards me.
And that's enough of a difference that I'm falling apart.
arohanui
Evie
P.S. Adam (my husband) is being wonderful, giving lots of cuddles and support, and letting me process in my own time.
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