My responses to him grew shorter, and I started to build a cocoon of politesse around myself. Inside it, my taste for life started to return. As more of the out

My responses to him grew shorter, and I started to build a cocoon of politesse around myself. Inside it, my taste for life started to return. As more of the outside world came back into view, it got easier and easier to back farther and farther away. I first quite related to this, as I've experienced that to extract myself from unsolvable passion I had to "make a dignified sense of it all", and notably force myself to rebase the relationship onto a very polite and detached one (and God is it hard and painful). But then this quite made it suspicious : Even after he knew I had met someone else, he continued to contact me periodically ..so she might have solved it through a new relationship after all.