Don’t know why but I hesitate to post this one. It feels a bit uncomfortable to share but if nothing else, I am open in this arena, so here goes.
Last night I dreamt about laying in bed, naked, uncovered, and asking my husband if he was going to join me. He did, we kissed but decided to stop and then rolled apart. Here I am, naked, and there was nothing between us. It was obvious neither of us was interested in continuing. There was no interest, no passion, no feelings at all. We knew it was over.
Now, awake, it seems different, at least for him. For me, it’s the same feeling as in the dream. A huge lack of interest in continuing. However, if I gave him a chance right now to his face, he would jump at it I know. So apparently, it’s a soul thing for him to end this relationship. His human self is still catching up. I assume he will do that beginning the last week of December when I tell him what’s going to happen next.
I don’t look forward to that part at all, but it’s like ripping off a bandage, it has to come off at some point. It would be nice if it fell off on its own, but there’s no chance of that happening so I have to be the bad guy. The dream made this ending of our relationship so very clear. It’s a soul decision. Time to move on.