The three-hour one I mentioned three days ago has been trumped by four hours tonight. We discussed her younger son’s college goals and postgrad intentions, veered off into reminiscing and then somehow ended up in “why not come visit for a day” territory.
I know she’s really, really terrible for me, and I don’t like the idea of being stranded an hour from my van if shit goes sideways, but this is starting to look like a movie I’ve seen before.
The one where I visited her for a day, and we ended up married as a result. The path was a bit more winding, but it’s easier to be direct with a former spouse than at the start of the whole thing.
It is, to a certain extent, frustrating to attempt to explain, as either one has had this experience or not.
The best analogy I can make is from Star Trek IV: The Voyage Home when Bones asks Spock to discuss the philosophy of death and Spock simply replies that as he’s the only one who’s died, they have no mutual frame of reference.
I don’t want an explanation of what is going on, but what the problem is. That should be relatively simple to articulate.
E.g. we can’t help but escalate to more serious and less healthy relationships. Or we have discussed it and we different relationship goals. Or I have issues with setting boundaries.
Damn it, you’re going to be reasonable?
The issue is multifaceted, so I’ll try to sum up. Your third point is well in play, but there’s also the fact that we’re codependent as hell, and apparently even 16 years can’t erase that.