‘just when I thought I was out, she pulls me back in…’

I have been thinking about ex-gf lately. As a bit of background we had been going out for around 2 years, 1 and a bit in Australia, then the rest as a bit of a long-distance epic between Australia and London. Not the easiest of choices but she wanted to travel and live somewhere new and exciting and I needed to finish (some) of my specialist medical training back in Australia. Anyway, I moved to Dublin 7 months after she had left, with the idea that we would live together over here. No prizes for guessing what happened next.

We spent a week together and she said that wasn’t that into the situation or me…’things had changed’. So ex-gf moved back to London and we remained in touch fairly extensively. We decided that one week really wasn’t enough, that there were still significant feelings between us and that we really should try it for a bit longer. Whilst she slept on a floor in London earning some cash to come back over here (where she would work for no wage essentially for 6wks), I managed to drunkenly kiss some girl – no of course I didn’t mention it, it was a drunken snog right?

So ex-gf moved back to Dublin and we had been living together for about a month when a ‘friend’ decided to ask her how she was coping with ’all the infidelities’…suffice to say, she didn’t cope with the news of the alleged infidelities too well (it was just the snog) and moved out of the apartment and my life about 10 hours later – hence the genesis of this blog.

 In the meantime we had been spending a bit of time with each other, getting back together, breaking up, getting back together…the uncertainty of the situation was tearing us apart. Ex-gf was frustrated and called an ultimatum – either we get back together once and for all, or we break-up once and for all…We broke up.

 A month has gone by.

I miss ex-gf, so I had messaged her and said as much. Tonight I organised to call her to tell her how I was feeling and see whether she would be keen to try for a reconciliation, or at least to take her out on a date.etc and see how things were. I would even move over to London and finish my specialist training there to try to make it work. 

Ex-gf doesn’t want a reconciliation and she wasn’t home alone…

Shit.

~ by Dr Ben on March 25, 2007.