Sharkman - I'll try to track down some of Ohforanewme's posts. Decisiveness has never been a challenge for BH, though he's usually very methodical, so sometimes his follow-through is delayed.
xhz700 - Thank you. This has been hard. The hardest part is how much I've missed him. The last week has been a balm on that pain - like aloe on a sunburn. Interestingly, interacting with him in some sort of "normal" fashion actually made giving up on the outcome easier. Even though he feels like I was pushing, in those days I was actually the closest I've ever been to coming to terms with a future that doesn't have him in it.
I haven't completely figured out why, but it's like the constant tension between us acted as a layer of mental mud - getting through everything was a slog, and left me exhausted to the point where I didn't have energy left for much else. I think it was mutual. Having that mud cleared away made it so I could focus on the work I had ahead of me, and made the path seem so much more attainable because I actually had the energy to tackle it (and I'm talking just about me, here - not factoring BH into this future). I felt like "I can do this. One way or the other, I can make it". Apologies if it doesn't make sense - I can't really explain it.
You're right - old CECS would walk on eggshells and slink around like a kicked dog hoping to not make waves. You're also right that I need to address it. Avoiding it doesn't do us any favors. We talked about it a little bit last night, but we were both emotional. I'll talk to him tonight.
I understand that he needed to reestablish some solid lines in the sand because he felt like I was attempting to get him to "slip" (he mentioned physical intimacy, but I don't know if that was his sole concern). That thought likely upset him more than what actually happened, though, and if I had been clearer about where I was mentally, I suspect we would have avoided a lot of this (not only because he would have been more comfortable with my intentions, but also because I would have been more aware of them myself, which in turn would have likely made my actions better informed).
That being said, I've been thinking about it a lot today, and I've realized that there's no way for me to know his boundaries without him telling me what they are. He wants me to ask, and I do my best, but sometimes he needs to tell me - especially if I transgress them. (I should also clarify that I am talking about crossing his boundaries for what is too much/too close/too familiar, etc...)
We both could be better with our communication, I guess is what I'm saying. Neither of us have gone through this before, after all.
I've also been thinking about something he said a couple of days ago, that really hit me hard. I'm paraphrasing, but essentially he said "don't try to make things the same as they were before, because then you'd be the same as you were before, too." Even though he misinterpreted my thoughtlessness as being an attempt to direct our interactions, and even though interacting with him in a more "natural" way made focusing on myself easier, I have realized that thoughtlessness/carelessness is dangerously close to complacency.
I don't want to be complacent, and I need to stay vigilant -- it's all too easy to get comfortable and lose all momentum. I can't afford that. But the thought of going back to the icy coldness of the first 6 weeks is so disheartening and discouraging that it's hard to focus on much else. It's not about an outcome -- I swear it -- it's about the amount of effort it takes to get out of bed in the morning, and to get through the day. Spending day after day with someone who wants nothing other than to get away from you...it wears on a person. It doesn't leave much room for thoughts of "I can do this." At least for me. At least not yet.
I'm hoping for some balance where we can both use our mental energies toward productive things (aka minimal mud) but where we're also on guard enough to ensure that we stay focused and I stay accountable.
c24j - I keep telling myself this. When I feel thoughts of "I don't think I can do this" and beating myself up creeping into my head, I try to remind myself that it's not the end of the world. If the state we were operating within was so tenuous that something like this could destroy it, then it would have eventually fallen apart anyway - missteps happen, after all. It's discouraging, but breathing, patience, and lessons learned are all I can do about it now, and so I will do them to the best of my ability. Thank you for the reminder - they are always welcome.