truesub4u
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Upon a dear friends advice, I need to do a little further explaining of what has happened. I will try to make this short as to not bore you to death.. <half smile> Over a year ago, Jeff and I began as friends on a vanilla basis. He was living with someone, I wasn't looking for anyone or anything. Over the following 6 months or so, things began to change for us. Feelings, that neither of us expected. Now mind you, in this 6 months time frame, he has split with g/f, her taking their son from him<that I also went through with him on emotional support with custody battle and he got son back>, buried his brother and I was there for him as best as I could be with our distance. Now looking back, upon the death of his brother, when this happened, he sort of disappeared on me. He left a one line e-mail, saying something has come up and won't be around for awhile. It was between 2-3 weeks later that I heard from him. Now this was early in barely begining relationship. No need to see a red flag there.. (Thinking of it now, one might see it) For the next few months, thinks went smoothly. We had talked of our new feelings that were now beyond just friends. We kept each other informed of things going on in our lives to our kids, other family members, and our selfs. If one was not going to be able to be around for day or so, it was explained and all was good. Now mind you in all this time, there was no cybering, neither one liked it nor wanted it. In August I got the best birthday present ever.. him. Our lives were forever changed then. As we discussed our true concerns, feelings, fears, wants and needs with each other. When this occured, I figured it was time to tell him who I really was. So I began to tell him of my submission. His response, I knew already. He watched me, knew the signs. Because he was a Dom. Something I didn't know, nor seen in him. He said he felt I was trying to leave it behind and wanted me to open the door to it so that he knew it was what I wanted still. Thanksgiving..... Jessica.. will you marry me. WOW! quite a blow coming from one who new not only was I allergic to the "M" word, but he too feared it as well. I said yes I would marry him. That's how much I knew I loved this man. Trusted this man. It was discussed before hand that he would be in AZ for Christmas with family and would not be able to attend the holidays with us. About a 2 week before, he decided to be here for New years. Then about a week before Christmas, he decided he would rather be with us for Christmas. So he began his packing. The day he should of left, he was unable to because of still packing. He came on line that day.... talked to me about an hour... said he would be back in about 3 after finishing up...... I spoke to him 2 days later. The Friday before Christmas, he comes on line, and informs me that he was shot in the throat by a kid with a pellet gun. Right below the adams apple by the voice box. That is why he didn't return to talk to me on line, nor was able to call me to tell me what was going on. Did my alarm bell go off? Yes it did. But because of the past year, I chose to ignore it and believe him. Even when I was questioning him, I knew I wasn't believing him. But I ignored my ownself. Even as the next 2 months goes by waiting to see when and if he was going to need surgery so that he would be able to talk again. After the shooting, there was no voice contact, via PC or phone. Hell the man was unable to talk. Finally 3rd week of Feb, the doctors gave him the medical release stating he was fit enough to drive out here. Now all alone, he kept telling me they wouldn't release him for the drive because he at times was still having trouble breathing. But he also had to agree to have the corrective surgery once he arrived. He even had me research throat specialist up around UNC Chapel Hill and Raleigh at Duke Medical. OK, we have a medical release. His words, <yes upon me asking> when can you now make the move? He said he needed 2 weeks, he was working with family member to get extra cash for the move so he wouldn't show up broke from being outta work from the shooting. Ok, I understood this. When first week was about over, I made a comment.. damn... 2 weeks huh? I'm going nutz here. He said.. yes.. 2 more weeks and i'll be there. Alarm bell rang. I said.. 2 more weeks? He said yes.. all I could so was say ok. Now over the past weekend, as excited as I was. My alarms were going off left and right as I began thinking of a lot of things. Everything from .... would you prefer to me to move to TX instead... there's no work in NC where i'm at.. ..... no i'll find a job there, and it's easier for me to move than uprooting you and the girls. Ok i bought that too. Man had determination. Ok after the shooting... Jeff Jobs are really hard to come by here... and with no voice.. even harder to nil. Don't worry Jessica.. I'll find a job.. I do not need a voice to work and do my job. Major alarm.. but ignored. Over the weekend things seems to turn. I felt he wanted to argue with me.. make me want to call it all off. No matter how many times he swore he would be here and was coming. He kept.. not wording things right.... that would hit a nerve with me. Sunday evening, About 11pm.... I made comment.. if you're leaving at 5am for drive out here... we should say good night. All he had left to pack was PC and TV. Hmmmm... ok. About an hour later, I was pist. He had asked me what I was thinking.... WRONG MOVE... everyone knows i'm gonna say what's on my mind... so if you do not want to know.. don't ask. I said...if you get here, this is going to be one hell of night you first night home. He says to me.. IF..you have no faith in me at all Jessica. <granted IF was wrong to say, should of been WHEN> But like I said, I felt he was looking for an argument and he found it, because of my slip in wording. He said... I had no faith in him and he felt I didn't want him here to begin with. He only wished he knew that before he packed up his u-haul. Then amazingly his PC seem to of froze again. Now this has happened before, he can't get IMs out .. I can see them but he can't see mine. So he would normally reboot and come back. Haven't seen him sense. Not a word one. No off lines, No calls, no nothing. MAJOR ALARMS... but the wanting to believe, have trust, faith, wouldn't allow me to think anything other than perhaps PC finally dies totally <or he shot it like he's threaten to do a few other times.. lol> That he decided it would be best to go to bed and just leave in AM.. show up and prove me wrong after all. So when Monday rolled around .... I figured he was on way. Was scheduled to be in between 12 noon and 3pm on Tuesday. Traveling with a 2 year old.. we gave the extra time period. Now knowing he can't talk, we agreed that when he got to town, he would stop and have someone call for him, for me to come and meet him and guide him home. I didn't start to get concerned till fter 6pm. By 9pm I was alightly pist off. At 2 am when I went to bed, I cried. It is now 12:41 EST Wed afternoon..... I've gone from worried, to pist, to tears, to........... my life will continue on with out him, just as it did before he showed up in it. Sucks... but nothing I can do. I want to thank you all for putting up with this sob story... and for your thoughts, and kindness and concerns. I also hope that others learn from this as well. Through out the past year.... there were signs. Signs I ignored. They were so little, so minor, one to give the benifit of the doubt to. Through out the building of the realtionship... I had doubts.. i see now looking back on. But I ignored those doubts. Because I wanted to believe. Because this man made me feel alive again. Made me feel I not only could love again.. but loved back. I gave my heart, my soul, my life to this man. If this man was to call now stating he was in town, or knock on the door... would I run. As much as my head is telling me to run.. my heart I know will make me run to him.. even with my doubts. OK, I'm getting back to being too emotional for this. I just thought some background on what has happened would be in order here. Again, I'm sorry this was a long post, and i'm really thankful for the thoughts, and kindness of the people on CM for being understanding and tolerating me on here. Jessica
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