I had a breakthrough. My ex tweeted the above earlier today. Nothing really extraordinary; nothing that would make most people think twice… But, in this case, this isn’t just a “I like doing stuff solo” confession, this is a pretty accurate statement of E’s personality.
He flipped out and ended things not *really* due to distance, but instead due to expectations and planning for another person. He was in Maine on his family’s annual vacation to do nothing and he sent me a text that said “I’m going to move here soon.” I responded with “How soon?”
He never replied.
Until that moment, *our* plans had been for me to move to his locale (1000 miles from my home) as soon as I could. We, as far as we’d discussed at that point, wanted to see what was what and if things were as good as we thought they were and I wanted to move there anyway (still do).
He broke up with me the next day. He told me it was the distance. He told me that he didn’t feel as strongly as he thought he did about me. He told me I wanted too much.
The truth is simple… He didn’t want to plan for me in his life. He likes making his own plans. I got in the way of that.