Just journalling.
The Ugly:
The party for BILs 60th birthday was a lovely time... until it wasn't (just for me, everyone else had a great time so that's good). It was a weekend long thing where we all went away to a fabulous, and huge, resort/house that is owned by SIL2's good friend. It's the same place we celebrated FILs 90th 7 years ago. That was before MLC but looking back it was definitely in the ramping up phase because xH was already distant and 'not quite himself' on that weekend. I noted it at the time but didn't realise the significance. So fast forward to now and we're at the same place. The (SIL2 hatched) plan was that I would attend on the Friday night and because OW was working all day on the Saturday, I would also stay for the Saturday day and leave early evening (before she got there). XH was going to be arriving mid-afternoon. D22 was going to be there with me on the Friday night and stay the Sat night as well (so she could see her dad, and Sat night was THE celebration when many other people were coming as well, D24 was supposed to go down on the Sunday (but that didn't eventuate)).
It was a really lovely night on the Friday night. Just me, D22BIL and SIL2 and 3 of their 4 kids (plus nephew's partner and her kids). Great night of eating and drinking and music and chatting. Sat morning we walked down to the beach (the massive house is set on over 100 acres on a cliff top right on the beach). Crazy SIL2 and x2 nieces even swam, haha (remembering I'm in southern Aus and it's middle of winter here so bloody freezing). We played board games and did a jigsaw puzzle together and the boys played some guitar. Just some lovely family time. There was an unexpected trip home (1 hour away) to go get Freddie (my dog) in the middle of the Friday night and another trip to drop him back home Saturday morning which was annoying but also funny, and it just added to the fun we were having (D22 came with me, it was nice).
XH arrived at 3pm (he'd said he was going to come at 2 but whatever, I would have been shocked if he'd turned up when he said he would! LOL). It was fine but weird. He came over and gave me the weird, wooden, sidewise-on 'polite' hug that I get these days when others are around. What became so weird to me after that was that here we were again in that same place that we had all been when we were still a WE. But instead I was in one of the rooms that had 3 single beds (D22 in another of them), and there was a double room put aside for the new 'WE', xH and OW (kinda across the hall from my room). We were all doing family stuff but I wasn't there with MY 'WE' family anymore and instead OW was going to be coming and sharing that room with him. It just all felt so WRONG.
And then at about 4pm the nephew's partner (only been with nephew 6 months so never around when I was with xH) said to me "Oh xH is here... but where is OW, is she here now as well?" The look of shock on my face was mirrored seconds later by the look of horror on hers when she realised what (and who) she'd asked. She's only known them as a couple and didn't twig for a second that I was who I was. She immediately apologised but I started to feel really anxious. XH was obviously (not just to me, SIL2 commented on it to me afterwards) staying out of my space on purpose. Which was fine but it felt like we both had these invisible force fields around each of us that pushed the other into other spaces as we moved around the house. It all felt a bit disjointed and weird.
At about 5pm other family/people started to arrive for the party that night. I started then to feel really anxious and like I wanted to leave. There was so obviously a pre-party vibe starting to happen and it made me feel yuck knowing I was having to leave the party so OW could arrive. So I went to the room I was staying in to get my things together. SIL2 was in there with a couple of friends who had recently arrived. She was showing them the room and telling them "Ever is going home soon because OW is coming so you can have this room". It's a funny shaped room (the whole house has weird angles all over so that each room has beautiful views over the ocean) with a long corridor bit as you enter formed by going past the ensuite. I was in that bit when SIL2 was talking (which is how I heard and why she didn't know I was there); and there were people in the hallway behind me (because everyone was bustling about going to their rooms). I felt trapped so ducked into the ensuite and burst into tears.
I heard the woman with SIL2 say, 'oh so this is the bathroom' and then she opened the door. In horror I just looked at her sobbing and shut the door in her face.
After that I pulled it together enough to grab all my stuff and do a quick whip round to say goodbye/thank you to those that I needed to (not xH), and then skedaddled out of there! Sobbed all the way home, went straight to bed and cried myself to sleep. I really hadn't expected to have been so affected by having to leave. After all I've been having to do this for nearly 5 years now. I think the difference was that normally I'm leaving in the middle of a party (rather than feeling like I was being chucked out before it even began) and normally he's not there yet (and there's not a room there waiting for OW
).
The Good:
The next day I had a first date with a very nice man (M). I've been seeing quite a bit of him since and I think I can see this relationship going somewhere good. It already feels quite 'solid' even though there's been no verbal acknowledgement from either of us about that. It just feels like a 'done deal' that we are exclusively seeing each other and will continue to see each other. I've met his 12yo son (who's adorable and ran up and gave me a hug when we met); and he's met my best (non-family) friend, and SIL1, BIL and xSIL, (isn't at all phased by how close I am to my X-inlaws). I've been feeling quite conflicted about all this, but the feeling is lessening and I'm just allowing myself to feel all the feelings and just going with whatever eventuates.
The Bad? (I'm not sure this is bad... maybe just an inevitable passage I need to travel):
I am feeling grief. Grief that if I go ahead with this relationship, and make a commitment, it will require giving up the option of having a relationship again with xH. It feels like a very big step indeed. The happy feelings I have when I spend time with M (he really is a very nice man) don't make me love or miss xH any less. But I KNOW I would be a fool after nearly 5 years to not take a chance of a new beginning with someone that really likes me, that I really like as well. There has been no movement towards me again after last year's blip from xH (I am getting better at calling him that). So I am open and honest with M about how I am feeling (we are taking it slowly but steadily forward). And I guess we will just see how it all unravels. I'm sure there are many more emotions yet that I will have to go through to get to the other side of feeling like this. I feel like I'm doing the right thing for me. The ache of missing xH is still there. I know it will whisper in my ear for a while yet. I will just acknowledge that part of me, and pat it, and hug it... but also move towards what my head says is the sensible road.