Sorry if this is a little bit ranty. The point of this thread is asking for advice/experiences on how to not ruin the rest of a visit by anticipating the end of it.
I've been blessed that the longest time between visits has only been one month, and that I got the opportunity to live with my boyfriend for the summer. It could only happen as the stars align for me to be able to take online courses (else I would need to be on campus in my state) and him getting an apartment on his own. This summer has been absolutely marvelous. Waking up next to each other, going grocery shopping together, planning and fixing meals, day trips to the city, and we're even starting to become known around the place I go horseback riding at. We adopted a cat recently from the barn and now we're known as "the couple who adopted Domino" over there, as well as "the couple where she rides and he just stays at the barn helping and playing with the dogs." We have occasional lunches with his family and I met his grandmother, and there is great mutual affection there now. Everything just fits. We giggle together a lot, he really IS my best friend. I may have mentioned intimacy issues recently but it turns out it was mostly a miscommunication - I think he doesn't want me and I get sad, he sees I'm sad and wants to cuddle me better instead of doing anymore more, I feel like he just wants to cuddle and that makes me a little frustrated, etc. We're so good at talking things out.
Last night I just... lost it. He asked "did you have a happy summer?" and it all came crashing down that this idyllic situation is coming to an end THIS MONTH. Last weekend we went up to Kansas (where I live) to move my stuff from my old apartment into my new one. My classes start August 26. That weekend we will be driving up again with the rest of my stuff, except this time he will be driving back down alone. I just lost it and cried and cried. I couldn't stop sobbing. I know we still have some time, and I should be thrilled. But I'm dreading the goodbye so much, the separation. It's my final year and my classes will be a lot harder than they've been so far. Last semester my schedule allowed me to have four-day weekends every weekend (I only had classes Tuesday and Thursday) but this semester it's not the case. I also have a job now so I am less flexible. He has a full time job so is not flexible at all.
He held me last night as I cried on his chest. I said I was trying very hard not to beg him to let me stay with him and not have to go back. We both know I have to go back... I won't make things harder by begging. But that's what I feel like doing. He said he didn't believe I would beg because I am "too awesome for that." It made me laugh. I tried to put everything behind me and focus on being with him, the moment at hand, but I am feeling so sad today. It doesn't help that it's all grey and gloomy outside and even the cat would rather play with her new toys than cuddle with me (although she's a kitten full of energy so I can't blame her, lol). I'm trying to be strong and back to my happy self for him when he gets off work, but I just can't help but think of how it's going to hurt when we go back to the distance.
I've been blessed that the longest time between visits has only been one month, and that I got the opportunity to live with my boyfriend for the summer. It could only happen as the stars align for me to be able to take online courses (else I would need to be on campus in my state) and him getting an apartment on his own. This summer has been absolutely marvelous. Waking up next to each other, going grocery shopping together, planning and fixing meals, day trips to the city, and we're even starting to become known around the place I go horseback riding at. We adopted a cat recently from the barn and now we're known as "the couple who adopted Domino" over there, as well as "the couple where she rides and he just stays at the barn helping and playing with the dogs." We have occasional lunches with his family and I met his grandmother, and there is great mutual affection there now. Everything just fits. We giggle together a lot, he really IS my best friend. I may have mentioned intimacy issues recently but it turns out it was mostly a miscommunication - I think he doesn't want me and I get sad, he sees I'm sad and wants to cuddle me better instead of doing anymore more, I feel like he just wants to cuddle and that makes me a little frustrated, etc. We're so good at talking things out.
Last night I just... lost it. He asked "did you have a happy summer?" and it all came crashing down that this idyllic situation is coming to an end THIS MONTH. Last weekend we went up to Kansas (where I live) to move my stuff from my old apartment into my new one. My classes start August 26. That weekend we will be driving up again with the rest of my stuff, except this time he will be driving back down alone. I just lost it and cried and cried. I couldn't stop sobbing. I know we still have some time, and I should be thrilled. But I'm dreading the goodbye so much, the separation. It's my final year and my classes will be a lot harder than they've been so far. Last semester my schedule allowed me to have four-day weekends every weekend (I only had classes Tuesday and Thursday) but this semester it's not the case. I also have a job now so I am less flexible. He has a full time job so is not flexible at all.
He held me last night as I cried on his chest. I said I was trying very hard not to beg him to let me stay with him and not have to go back. We both know I have to go back... I won't make things harder by begging. But that's what I feel like doing. He said he didn't believe I would beg because I am "too awesome for that." It made me laugh. I tried to put everything behind me and focus on being with him, the moment at hand, but I am feeling so sad today. It doesn't help that it's all grey and gloomy outside and even the cat would rather play with her new toys than cuddle with me (although she's a kitten full of energy so I can't blame her, lol). I'm trying to be strong and back to my happy self for him when he gets off work, but I just can't help but think of how it's going to hurt when we go back to the distance.
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