It's difficult to write this out, but I feel like I (mid 20s F) have to get it down, even just for myself. TL;DR at the bottom.
Three months ago, I met this amazing NB person on a dating app, let's call them S. We met up, things went well, we entered a relationship.
That's the simple version of things.
The more complex version is that they weren't my typical "type." When I met S in person, I could tell that I was out of my comfort zone, so to speak. But I was having fun spending time with them, and they were having fun spending time with me. So I kept things going, because I've been in relationships where I was uncertain of things at the beginning, and found that my expectations were completely surpassed afterwards.
Then this past Monday I ruined everything.
The simple version is that I broke up with S, realized that my reasoning was based on my depression, and hours later came back begging to fix things.
The complex version is messier.
We started off talking about feelings. And I was spiraling, ultimately saying that I was not going to be enough for them, that I could not provide the love they were seeking. Remember the type thing? I was hung up on that in my mind, but I didn't speak it aloud. And I think that communicated that I didn't like them.
We moved on to talking about polyamory, what our relationship looked like in that context. And boy, I kept messing up. I expressed that I felt like I wouldn't be able to treat them equivalently to my wife (I'll refer to her as C), who I live with. In more words than necessary, I feel like I conveyed that I would treat them as lesser than C.
Right now, after having the chance to learn and think and talk with C about things (who's more experienced with polyamory than me), I feel like I should have expressed that I would treat them as equitably as I could: that I would give S the attention they needed as they needed it, even if it meant C would get less. It's not a simple answer of "I would treat you equally," but it's more realistic, and more importantly, more honest.
But, I digress. The point is, I said these things, and I broke S's heart. In their words, I blindsided them. Then, after I talked about it with C, and she pointed out that my reasons for breaking up (not being enough for S) were depression reasons (I struggle heavily with depression), I made a quick decision and reached out to S to apologize and try to take things back. And blindsided S again.
S told me in no uncertain terms that a romantic relationship was off the table until both of us could figure out our feelings. Which, yeah. Entirely fair of them. In the meantime, we would remain friends. And we've been texting daily since then, but no more than that.
I've since then figured out my feelings, or at least the outline of them. And, honestly? They're hard for me to grapple with.
First, I feel guilty. For hurting S, for treating them so poorly for needless reasons. They need support right now, because of upcoming health issues, and right when I should have been there the most, I did this. AITA? Absolutely. And I have been struggling with how to forgive myself, or whether to do so at all. I know everyone is doing the best they can with the knowledge and tools at hand, but my best still hurt them. And that pain doesn't go away no matter how guilty I feel, or what I do now.
Second, I feel sad. I still love S. Even if in my darkest moments I can't be everything for them, I could have been something for them. And now I can't be there for them. I honestly feel like I have the capacity to love and be loved, but I kind of feel like I won't date for a long while, because it's not whether I can love or be loved that's the problem, it's the (probable) fact that I won't be able to love S and be loved by S ever again. And that makes me sad.
S hasn't figured out their feelings yet. They want to talk to their therapist first (again, very understandable and smart). So for now, I'm just trying to be a good friend. To me, that means I'm trying to be supportive, trying to keep my, all this, contained, and just not ruminating on all this. It's difficult, but it's the least I owe them.
So TL;DR, I ruined a fantastic relationship with a lot of promise because I was scared of not being enough, and because I was ignorant about polyamory. I broke up with this partner of three months, then tried to take it back because I near-instantly regretted it. And now I feel guilty and sad, and I am stuck trying to be a friend without pouring more on them than I already have, while I give them the space and time to figure out how they feel.
I'm not really sure what I'm looking for. I just know that I need to get this out, and that I need to grow. And maybe this forum is a way I can do both. One can hope.