tl;dr I don't like living in my boyfriend's city, he doesn't like living in mine, we don't want to move to another place together, we don't know what to do.
Long version: My boyfriend and I have been together for four years now, he's from London, England and I am from Toronto, Canada. We met in London, had a 2.5 month whirlwind romance before doing long distance for 16 months (we had three visits in that time). I moved to London in October 2012 on a work visa and stayed for the entire two years. As it was coming to an end, we essentially had two options: get married, or he gets a visa to come to Canada. We decided we didn't want to get married just because the government was telling us to so he got a visa to come to Canada.
Fast forward to the present, and we've been living in Toronto for almost six months and my boyfriend hates it. Some things I understand why he doesn't like it: he's had a hard time making friends, a hard time finding work (and the job he has, he doesn't like), we were living with my parents (it had been 14 months that we lived with my parents, his parents, or were travelling -- but that's another story), we moved here in the cold and dark winter, etc. Those things I can help change, or be supportive, but there are other things out of my control: he thinks the city is ugly, hates the meat and cheese, doesn't think it's a world city (well, compared to London, no!), thinks people aren't polite enough, thinks Canada as a country "doesn't matter", etc.
So, how did I enjoy living in London, you ask? Well, I had a job I loved, and good friends, but I was very homesick often and I never thought about settling there as my visa was two years and it was planned we would go back to Canada when that was done (we considered marriage at a point in time when I wanted to stay). At one point I thought I could stay forever but it's just too busy for me and I couldn't afford it. At one point I was incredibly unhappy, and to be honest, didn't feel like I had the support of my boyfriend (he couldn't understand why I was upset, would get frustrated, this made me more upset...) which he has since apologised for (and I think now, understands how I felt, as the tables have been turned). I sometimes wonder if I set my aspirations too high when I moved and that's why I was unhappy, but again, that's another story.
We moved to Toronto as my boyfriend said he wanted to "settle" (he's 28 by the way, not very long in the tooth I don't think) but I feel like we are more unsettled than ever. Ever since we've been here, my boyfriend has been a totally different person and it breaks my heart. He's talked about moving back since February but I asked him at that point to stay for six months. We also moved out of my parents' house as we thought that would do us good -- the first time in 14 months we have our own space -- but it hasn't really changed anything. In fact, my boyfriend talks about moving back more than ever. What really bothers me is that when he talks about going back, he doesn't ask if I want to go with him, I always seem to be an afterthought. He says he doesn't ask me as he "knows I would be unhappy there." I've said I would go back but I don't want to move to London - I would prefer a smaller city. Initially, he liked this idea, but now he only wants to go back to London. I also said I could go anywhere as long as I felt supported by him, something I didn't have the last time I lived there. He said he would support me, but it bothers me that I had to "ask", and he's not thinking about me. I feel like he's painted a picture of his future and I'm not in it.
Right now, we're very much in limbo. We keep saying "we're going to try this, this, and this and see if it gets better" but at the moment, it feels like we're on the last straw. A lot of the time when we talk about things he says things like "maybe if I had a different job, I would be happier", "maybe if we didn't move here in the winter, I would like it more." I say things like "maybe if I had had a better job in London, I would have enjoyed living there more", "maybe if my expectations weren't so high, I would have enjoyed it more." But at the end of the day, external factors can only do so much... surely if we really loved each other, these things wouldn't matter?! (Or are we too pragmatic? Or am I crazy?)
Also, on the topic of moving to another place, together: at the end of my UK visa I proposed the idea that we go to Australia for a year as we could both get the visas, I always wanted to live there, his brother lives there, etc. My boyfriend was adamantly against this and when I've brought it up again recently he's just so not up for it. I think we also both realise that we love the places we are from and we love our families and freinds. My best friend says that we in fact too well matched - we want so many of the same things in life, on different sides of the ocean. That's what is especially hard about the thought of us breaking up: we are so, so well matched but we just can't seem to find a place where we're both happy.
Anyways, this is either going to kill us or make us stronger. We feel like no matter what happens, one partner's happiness is going to have to go above the other's (which I know plenty of you have dealt with) and while the future used to be easy to see, together, right now it feels like we are looking at a future where we won't be together.
So, based on this very shortened version of events, do you have any advice? Have you and your partner been through this?
Thanks for reading!
Long version: My boyfriend and I have been together for four years now, he's from London, England and I am from Toronto, Canada. We met in London, had a 2.5 month whirlwind romance before doing long distance for 16 months (we had three visits in that time). I moved to London in October 2012 on a work visa and stayed for the entire two years. As it was coming to an end, we essentially had two options: get married, or he gets a visa to come to Canada. We decided we didn't want to get married just because the government was telling us to so he got a visa to come to Canada.
Fast forward to the present, and we've been living in Toronto for almost six months and my boyfriend hates it. Some things I understand why he doesn't like it: he's had a hard time making friends, a hard time finding work (and the job he has, he doesn't like), we were living with my parents (it had been 14 months that we lived with my parents, his parents, or were travelling -- but that's another story), we moved here in the cold and dark winter, etc. Those things I can help change, or be supportive, but there are other things out of my control: he thinks the city is ugly, hates the meat and cheese, doesn't think it's a world city (well, compared to London, no!), thinks people aren't polite enough, thinks Canada as a country "doesn't matter", etc.
So, how did I enjoy living in London, you ask? Well, I had a job I loved, and good friends, but I was very homesick often and I never thought about settling there as my visa was two years and it was planned we would go back to Canada when that was done (we considered marriage at a point in time when I wanted to stay). At one point I thought I could stay forever but it's just too busy for me and I couldn't afford it. At one point I was incredibly unhappy, and to be honest, didn't feel like I had the support of my boyfriend (he couldn't understand why I was upset, would get frustrated, this made me more upset...) which he has since apologised for (and I think now, understands how I felt, as the tables have been turned). I sometimes wonder if I set my aspirations too high when I moved and that's why I was unhappy, but again, that's another story.
We moved to Toronto as my boyfriend said he wanted to "settle" (he's 28 by the way, not very long in the tooth I don't think) but I feel like we are more unsettled than ever. Ever since we've been here, my boyfriend has been a totally different person and it breaks my heart. He's talked about moving back since February but I asked him at that point to stay for six months. We also moved out of my parents' house as we thought that would do us good -- the first time in 14 months we have our own space -- but it hasn't really changed anything. In fact, my boyfriend talks about moving back more than ever. What really bothers me is that when he talks about going back, he doesn't ask if I want to go with him, I always seem to be an afterthought. He says he doesn't ask me as he "knows I would be unhappy there." I've said I would go back but I don't want to move to London - I would prefer a smaller city. Initially, he liked this idea, but now he only wants to go back to London. I also said I could go anywhere as long as I felt supported by him, something I didn't have the last time I lived there. He said he would support me, but it bothers me that I had to "ask", and he's not thinking about me. I feel like he's painted a picture of his future and I'm not in it.
Right now, we're very much in limbo. We keep saying "we're going to try this, this, and this and see if it gets better" but at the moment, it feels like we're on the last straw. A lot of the time when we talk about things he says things like "maybe if I had a different job, I would be happier", "maybe if we didn't move here in the winter, I would like it more." I say things like "maybe if I had had a better job in London, I would have enjoyed living there more", "maybe if my expectations weren't so high, I would have enjoyed it more." But at the end of the day, external factors can only do so much... surely if we really loved each other, these things wouldn't matter?! (Or are we too pragmatic? Or am I crazy?)
Also, on the topic of moving to another place, together: at the end of my UK visa I proposed the idea that we go to Australia for a year as we could both get the visas, I always wanted to live there, his brother lives there, etc. My boyfriend was adamantly against this and when I've brought it up again recently he's just so not up for it. I think we also both realise that we love the places we are from and we love our families and freinds. My best friend says that we in fact too well matched - we want so many of the same things in life, on different sides of the ocean. That's what is especially hard about the thought of us breaking up: we are so, so well matched but we just can't seem to find a place where we're both happy.
Anyways, this is either going to kill us or make us stronger. We feel like no matter what happens, one partner's happiness is going to have to go above the other's (which I know plenty of you have dealt with) and while the future used to be easy to see, together, right now it feels like we are looking at a future where we won't be together.
So, based on this very shortened version of events, do you have any advice? Have you and your partner been through this?
Thanks for reading!
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