Good evening LFAD community, first of all, I need to express such immense gratitude to this amazing community. These boards have truly helped me figure out my emotions and how to best deal with this difficult ldr. It's truly amazing seeing so many people help each other in figuring things out.
Tonight, I come here to share my story to an unbiased group in a last effort to vent my feelings and frustrations. Of course, I've talked to my family and my friends, but they're always going to side with me. I suppose I'm here for validation and/or to face the hard truths of my failure, because right now my confidence is destroyed. I apologize in advance for the short novel I may write out, I'm not sure what to expect!
So our almost 4 year story begins in the summer of 2012 where after an amazing senior year of high school we decided that there was more to our relationship than friendship. After some summer romance, we decided to continue our journey together long-distance as I had previously decided to go to a university almost 6 hours away. Our relationship was hard just like many of yours but we learned to communicate well through Skype, phone calls, texts, social media, etc. We experienced so many happy times together (holidays, random trips home, etc.) and apart. But we also experienced sadness, loneliness, and misunderstandings as well. At one point early in our relationship my SO didn't think she could handle an ldr anymore and broke up with me(that all lasted but an hour until my SO "came to her senses" and wanted us back together; of course things had to change and we had to try to be patient with each other).
The next few years were stronger than ever (not easier, but definitely productive). We often talked about our futures together: getting married, having children, traveling, and even aspiring to run a business with each other. During this time I had felt so sure about the life we could have together; Our families loved us (which I must note it was a small challenge to get her father to like me, being non-white and presumably non-Christian). Not only that, but I truly believed that our relationship was unique and special (as I'm sure most of us tend to want to think): we were our first loves, we were the first people we were ever intimate with, we were best friends, we shared dreams, and we had so much in common.
Now, my SO comes from a very religious family (pastor's daughter) and so her faith is immensely important to her. I have always been a Christian myself but I supposed in a more passive way than she may have wanted. This was always one issue with her, small but still important and something I needed her help with and always intended on working on (I suppose I was just too slow at it...). I bring all this up because one of the things that was a common obstacle in our relationship was whether or not to continue being intimate (and in effect continue sinning). We tried to rationalize that our love for each and our intention of eventual marriage trumped the immorality of our actions and the boundaries we continually tried to initiate always failed... We were usually okay with it in and after the moment but I guess we didn't truly realize how much the guilt was slowly eating her up inside. I suppose all of this is the first issue, the weakness in my role as a spiritual leader.
Despite our lack of physical boundaries sometimes, we still were deeply in love. But in the past year she was slowly creeping into minor depression. She had few close friends (mostly from work) and often felt alone (despite the immense family that was close by to her) and felt her life was moving at a really slow pace (something I think can be attributed to her musical aspirations). I tried being there for her and supporting her as much as possible by Skype/phone or by coming home for the weekend at least once a month while I was at school but every time I left her it seemed to fuel her having anxiety of separating again.
About 8 months (Summer 2015) before things went south, I proposed to her, something I thought would help her get through this last year before I graduate and could finally close the distance. For a little bit, it did help, but she reverted back to being sad about our situation again, wanting to get married as soon as possible, hating this distance, being annoyed by the fact that people kept asking her when the wedding would be... To me, it didn't matter what label we had on our relationship, but it mattered to her a lot.
Now a couple months before things when south, our relationship became a little more distant. At this point I still didn't realize how bad things really were. She would talk about how maybe we should wait a little longer to get married (I thought she was just becoming wiser), at one point she asked me if there was anything I wanted to do by myself before we committed to each other (I thought she just needed reassurance that I wanted to be with her), and she even asked me once if I ever thought about being with someone else (again, I thought she needed reassurance).
During these months of confusion, I feel it's important that I include the details of this guy who entered the picture around Christmas time. He was my SO's sister's friend that she decided to bring as a guest to church and so me and my SO met this guy all at the same time. I have to admit that this guy is a pretty cool guy except for the fact that he apparently had some sort of crush on my SO which her sister had informed her of... this, at the time was cute and funny to me and my SO... not so much anymore...
Fast forward to a month ago when things really got bad, my SO would tell me she was confused about what she was feeling and just needed some time and space to figure things out in her head... At this point I came home about every couple weekends because I thought being there would repair whatever doubts she was having. And to me, every time I came home I REALLY thought it helped because things would go back to normal....
Now here's how the breakup went (mind you, a couple months before my graduation and coming home permanently)... It prefaced with her confusion about how she really felt about us... she had prayed a lot and felt that my faith wasn't strong enough and that I lacked the spiritual leadership that she desired. Seemingly all of a sudden, my SO could no longer see much of a purposeful future beyond marriage and children. She felt that I deserved more and that she wasn't putting in the effort that I deserved into the relationship. She expressed how lost she was and how somehow our relationship was turning her into something she detested... On top of all of this she tells me that she felt shame toward me that moment we met that guy I mentioned previously. And in fact, the past few months of this chaos she had been talking/hanging out with him (while explaining to me that she just needed "friends"and that that's all that it was). I trusted her to keep that relationship platonic, but inside I knew the human mind isn't that simple... I guess I was being naive. I'm 99% sure that she never cheated on me (save for the emotional cheating that can come from "friendship"). To me, I feel like a good part of her leaving me is to figure out her feelings for this guy. She explained to me it was like a "moth to a flame"... definitely hurtful. Ultimately it was a combination of things between us that tore us apart and I'm just not sure how much I really caused... And so I decided that above all I would always love her and wanted her happiness and that if she really wanted me to let go, I would do so.
So now I'm feeling blindsided, hurt, betrayed, abandoned, frustrated, angry, hopeless, and honestly... my confidence is shot. I don't know if I could have fixed things (i.e. myself) enough to make a difference and ultimately I feel like I've given up on us. After all the emotional turmoil that she's put me through in the past couple months (and really our whole relationship) I definitely can't see her the same way. I'm more than hurt that after almost 4 years of a totally committed relationship, all of a sudden she's changed heart and wants a break during a time of stress where I actually need her support. At this moment (a week or so after breaking up), I can't even see us as being friends anymore...
I'm sorry this post is incredibly long... I suppose I'm just ranting, but this is my first real relationship and I'm just so lost right now...
tldr; 4 year committed relationship, engaged, then things went south; SO feeling lost and confused because of various things (my lack of spiritual leadership, sexual immorality, most likely another guy, etc.). She decided I'm not what she needs. Is what I'm feeling fair? Do I have growing up to do, or was I stiffed? I'd definitely appreciate any feedback (especially those who rely strongly on their faith).
I really appreciate it if you took the time to even read or respond to this.
Tonight, I come here to share my story to an unbiased group in a last effort to vent my feelings and frustrations. Of course, I've talked to my family and my friends, but they're always going to side with me. I suppose I'm here for validation and/or to face the hard truths of my failure, because right now my confidence is destroyed. I apologize in advance for the short novel I may write out, I'm not sure what to expect!
So our almost 4 year story begins in the summer of 2012 where after an amazing senior year of high school we decided that there was more to our relationship than friendship. After some summer romance, we decided to continue our journey together long-distance as I had previously decided to go to a university almost 6 hours away. Our relationship was hard just like many of yours but we learned to communicate well through Skype, phone calls, texts, social media, etc. We experienced so many happy times together (holidays, random trips home, etc.) and apart. But we also experienced sadness, loneliness, and misunderstandings as well. At one point early in our relationship my SO didn't think she could handle an ldr anymore and broke up with me(that all lasted but an hour until my SO "came to her senses" and wanted us back together; of course things had to change and we had to try to be patient with each other).
The next few years were stronger than ever (not easier, but definitely productive). We often talked about our futures together: getting married, having children, traveling, and even aspiring to run a business with each other. During this time I had felt so sure about the life we could have together; Our families loved us (which I must note it was a small challenge to get her father to like me, being non-white and presumably non-Christian). Not only that, but I truly believed that our relationship was unique and special (as I'm sure most of us tend to want to think): we were our first loves, we were the first people we were ever intimate with, we were best friends, we shared dreams, and we had so much in common.
Now, my SO comes from a very religious family (pastor's daughter) and so her faith is immensely important to her. I have always been a Christian myself but I supposed in a more passive way than she may have wanted. This was always one issue with her, small but still important and something I needed her help with and always intended on working on (I suppose I was just too slow at it...). I bring all this up because one of the things that was a common obstacle in our relationship was whether or not to continue being intimate (and in effect continue sinning). We tried to rationalize that our love for each and our intention of eventual marriage trumped the immorality of our actions and the boundaries we continually tried to initiate always failed... We were usually okay with it in and after the moment but I guess we didn't truly realize how much the guilt was slowly eating her up inside. I suppose all of this is the first issue, the weakness in my role as a spiritual leader.
Despite our lack of physical boundaries sometimes, we still were deeply in love. But in the past year she was slowly creeping into minor depression. She had few close friends (mostly from work) and often felt alone (despite the immense family that was close by to her) and felt her life was moving at a really slow pace (something I think can be attributed to her musical aspirations). I tried being there for her and supporting her as much as possible by Skype/phone or by coming home for the weekend at least once a month while I was at school but every time I left her it seemed to fuel her having anxiety of separating again.
About 8 months (Summer 2015) before things went south, I proposed to her, something I thought would help her get through this last year before I graduate and could finally close the distance. For a little bit, it did help, but she reverted back to being sad about our situation again, wanting to get married as soon as possible, hating this distance, being annoyed by the fact that people kept asking her when the wedding would be... To me, it didn't matter what label we had on our relationship, but it mattered to her a lot.
Now a couple months before things when south, our relationship became a little more distant. At this point I still didn't realize how bad things really were. She would talk about how maybe we should wait a little longer to get married (I thought she was just becoming wiser), at one point she asked me if there was anything I wanted to do by myself before we committed to each other (I thought she just needed reassurance that I wanted to be with her), and she even asked me once if I ever thought about being with someone else (again, I thought she needed reassurance).
During these months of confusion, I feel it's important that I include the details of this guy who entered the picture around Christmas time. He was my SO's sister's friend that she decided to bring as a guest to church and so me and my SO met this guy all at the same time. I have to admit that this guy is a pretty cool guy except for the fact that he apparently had some sort of crush on my SO which her sister had informed her of... this, at the time was cute and funny to me and my SO... not so much anymore...
Fast forward to a month ago when things really got bad, my SO would tell me she was confused about what she was feeling and just needed some time and space to figure things out in her head... At this point I came home about every couple weekends because I thought being there would repair whatever doubts she was having. And to me, every time I came home I REALLY thought it helped because things would go back to normal....
Now here's how the breakup went (mind you, a couple months before my graduation and coming home permanently)... It prefaced with her confusion about how she really felt about us... she had prayed a lot and felt that my faith wasn't strong enough and that I lacked the spiritual leadership that she desired. Seemingly all of a sudden, my SO could no longer see much of a purposeful future beyond marriage and children. She felt that I deserved more and that she wasn't putting in the effort that I deserved into the relationship. She expressed how lost she was and how somehow our relationship was turning her into something she detested... On top of all of this she tells me that she felt shame toward me that moment we met that guy I mentioned previously. And in fact, the past few months of this chaos she had been talking/hanging out with him (while explaining to me that she just needed "friends"and that that's all that it was). I trusted her to keep that relationship platonic, but inside I knew the human mind isn't that simple... I guess I was being naive. I'm 99% sure that she never cheated on me (save for the emotional cheating that can come from "friendship"). To me, I feel like a good part of her leaving me is to figure out her feelings for this guy. She explained to me it was like a "moth to a flame"... definitely hurtful. Ultimately it was a combination of things between us that tore us apart and I'm just not sure how much I really caused... And so I decided that above all I would always love her and wanted her happiness and that if she really wanted me to let go, I would do so.
So now I'm feeling blindsided, hurt, betrayed, abandoned, frustrated, angry, hopeless, and honestly... my confidence is shot. I don't know if I could have fixed things (i.e. myself) enough to make a difference and ultimately I feel like I've given up on us. After all the emotional turmoil that she's put me through in the past couple months (and really our whole relationship) I definitely can't see her the same way. I'm more than hurt that after almost 4 years of a totally committed relationship, all of a sudden she's changed heart and wants a break during a time of stress where I actually need her support. At this moment (a week or so after breaking up), I can't even see us as being friends anymore...
I'm sorry this post is incredibly long... I suppose I'm just ranting, but this is my first real relationship and I'm just so lost right now...
tldr; 4 year committed relationship, engaged, then things went south; SO feeling lost and confused because of various things (my lack of spiritual leadership, sexual immorality, most likely another guy, etc.). She decided I'm not what she needs. Is what I'm feeling fair? Do I have growing up to do, or was I stiffed? I'd definitely appreciate any feedback (especially those who rely strongly on their faith).
I really appreciate it if you took the time to even read or respond to this.
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