It's funny how this has set me off. Last night I was on petfinder, searching through the local listings in my SO's area for dogs. I recently was informed that it took a friend of ours 6 months to get a work permit while waiting for their green card from the K1 application to come through. 6 MONTHS! I love dogs and I've been looking for one to keep me company... I don't know how I'm going to cope spending months alone in the apartment whilst he's at work. I was looking for a small dog that likes spending time with people so of course most of what I was getting was little lap dogs. I sent my SO some last night to see what he thought... and he just started ripping into me saying he doesn't want a little yappy dog round the house and if I got one he wouldn't have anything to do with it. Apparently he was just joking around but he definitely took it too far with me. He could tell I was upset but just kept going.
It's not necessarily about the dog. It's the thought of I'm giving up so much just to sit around in an empty apartment by myself for months. He gets to stay where he wants, go to work and see people and I know he likes the fact that he's "taking care of me" by paying for everything. Whereas I already feel like crap not being able to contribute as much to the finances (I'll only have what I have saved up for the last couple of months), I can't drive so I'm essentially stuck in a place with a non-existent public transport system. And I'm going to be on my own for 8-9 hours a day whilst he's at work; all my friends that I made last year have moved away and my family are going to be very far away.
I knew all of this before. I know it's going to take a while to learn to drive so I can at least borrow his car. It's going to take time to make new friends. I knew this and I'm willing to make the sacrifices. But now it's 3 weeks away. I'm feeling really really anxious. I can't sit still, my heart is racing all the time, and I cry a lot. I had a solution to the loneliness at least and it got thrown back in my face. It's made it all worse.
The question is, alumni, is it always this stressful and nerve-wracking? I am excited and happy the distance is closing, but then there's this other side of the coin that I'm finding hard to deal with
It's not necessarily about the dog. It's the thought of I'm giving up so much just to sit around in an empty apartment by myself for months. He gets to stay where he wants, go to work and see people and I know he likes the fact that he's "taking care of me" by paying for everything. Whereas I already feel like crap not being able to contribute as much to the finances (I'll only have what I have saved up for the last couple of months), I can't drive so I'm essentially stuck in a place with a non-existent public transport system. And I'm going to be on my own for 8-9 hours a day whilst he's at work; all my friends that I made last year have moved away and my family are going to be very far away.
I knew all of this before. I know it's going to take a while to learn to drive so I can at least borrow his car. It's going to take time to make new friends. I knew this and I'm willing to make the sacrifices. But now it's 3 weeks away. I'm feeling really really anxious. I can't sit still, my heart is racing all the time, and I cry a lot. I had a solution to the loneliness at least and it got thrown back in my face. It's made it all worse.
The question is, alumni, is it always this stressful and nerve-wracking? I am excited and happy the distance is closing, but then there's this other side of the coin that I'm finding hard to deal with
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