Hi, I'm Blanket. And this is going to be a very long post.
I'm from Southeast Asia and I'm 29 years old.
I have been in a long distance relationship with my boyfriend for three years now.
My boyfriend and I first started talking to each other over a common website.
We started out as friends and went on to flirting, then dating..and eventually it led to a serious relationship.
I'm not really comfortable sharing intimate details like these because I'm shy about it but good thing we're on the internet where we can be whoever we want to be!
Anyways..I like my boyfriend because he's nice, he doesn't curse, he has no vices, and he's really polite and sweet. He's basically THE stereotypical nice guy you see in movies. (glasses and all) He's about 4 years younger than I am and he lives in Australia. I am not his first girlfriend but he says I'm the first serious one.
He came to visit me a year into our relationship and...hmm there were good times and definitely there were also bad times; but we've become more comfortable with each other as we spent more time together.
We were both still figuring out our lives when we started seeing each other. He has a high school degree, he was working at a fast food restaurant, and living with his mom. Meanwhile I was taking up my master's degree, I was jobless, I was living alone with the financial support of my father. So basically both of us were just living one day at a time with no goals, or direction whatsoever.
A lot has changed since then. He is now studying to get a diploma in IT so that he'll have better job opportunities in the future, and I have been working in the medical field gaining experience for better job opportunities abroad.
Let me just insert a side not here: I love my country, I love living here: I love the people, the landscapes, the beaches..everything! But in order for my s/o and I to have a future together, I am willing to leave my home behind and take the necessary steps to be able move to a different country with him.
We have talked about our future together countless of times already. We've talked about moving in together, seeing the world together, getting engaged, getting married, getting a house, and eventually having kids.
He has visited me a lot of times. He has met with my sister and some of my friends and I have always been keen on him meeting my parents.
The perfect opportunity has finally arrived for it to happen. I have a sibling who is an Australian citizen and we're planning on visiting them sometime this year. I told him about this and so he has agreed on meeting with my family. I also told him that I would love to meet his family and friends. I'd go with him for a couple of days and spend time there to get to know the people in his life.
This is where it starts to get crazy. He's scared of introducing me to his family and friends.
You know that stereotype where people see women from ASIA who are in a relationship with white people and think that she's taking advantage of him and his money? That's what he's afraid of. He's afraid of being judged. He's afraid his family and friends would think he's been spending all of his money on me. Like basically buying a gf from ASIA.
Which is where I got really hurt. All the time we've spent together; all the travels, the food, accommodation..WE'VE SPLIT IN HALF. Yes, even when I was just relying on my allowance and savings, I'd always split the bills with him. I've never asked him for money and never do I plan on doing so!
Now, I'm not invalidating his feelings. I know he's anxious and scared. It'll be his first time introducing someone to his family and friends. I also know that maybe he's just trying to protect his reputation. But WTH? He won't even stand up for me? For us? He'll be okay with his friends judging me and looking down on me? The girl whom he promised to spend his life with? He'll be okay with me being labeled as a gold digger? He won't even fight for me? For us? He's not even gonna try and do something about it? I thought he'd at least man up for me..for us. But I guess I was wrong.
I have never felt so insecure, so humiliated, so degraded, so unappreciated, so insulted, and so ashamed of myself my entire life. And so I sent a hurtful message to him in response. Somewhere along the lines of "What about I judge your friends?"..."Remind me again how many of them have achievements other than being born from a first world country?"
He hasn't replied to my messages since then.
He gets me. He's very accepting of my flaws and weirdness. He's very patient about my whining, my dramas, my hardheadedness. But he's not perfect as well.
I accept his flaws, I encourage him, I try to boost his confidence whenever I can, I've never looked down on him, never judged his family and friends, and I always see to it that he feels welcomed whenever he visits me. I also did my part.
I am now contemplating on what to do. Do I fight for the boy and wait for him to be a man? Or do I move on and let go?
I'm afraid of losing him. I'm afraid I might not be able to meet anyone who gets me like he does. I'm afraid I might not be able to survive the hurt. I care about him so much. But at my age..at 29, God..I don't even know if I have the time to wait or start over again.
If you've read this far then I salute you. I just don't know who to turn to for this and I just wanna let it out.
Thank you so much for hearing me out. I'll gladly appreciate any replies from you guys.
I'm from Southeast Asia and I'm 29 years old.
I have been in a long distance relationship with my boyfriend for three years now.
My boyfriend and I first started talking to each other over a common website.
We started out as friends and went on to flirting, then dating..and eventually it led to a serious relationship.
I'm not really comfortable sharing intimate details like these because I'm shy about it but good thing we're on the internet where we can be whoever we want to be!
Anyways..I like my boyfriend because he's nice, he doesn't curse, he has no vices, and he's really polite and sweet. He's basically THE stereotypical nice guy you see in movies. (glasses and all) He's about 4 years younger than I am and he lives in Australia. I am not his first girlfriend but he says I'm the first serious one.
He came to visit me a year into our relationship and...hmm there were good times and definitely there were also bad times; but we've become more comfortable with each other as we spent more time together.
We were both still figuring out our lives when we started seeing each other. He has a high school degree, he was working at a fast food restaurant, and living with his mom. Meanwhile I was taking up my master's degree, I was jobless, I was living alone with the financial support of my father. So basically both of us were just living one day at a time with no goals, or direction whatsoever.
A lot has changed since then. He is now studying to get a diploma in IT so that he'll have better job opportunities in the future, and I have been working in the medical field gaining experience for better job opportunities abroad.
Let me just insert a side not here: I love my country, I love living here: I love the people, the landscapes, the beaches..everything! But in order for my s/o and I to have a future together, I am willing to leave my home behind and take the necessary steps to be able move to a different country with him.
We have talked about our future together countless of times already. We've talked about moving in together, seeing the world together, getting engaged, getting married, getting a house, and eventually having kids.
He has visited me a lot of times. He has met with my sister and some of my friends and I have always been keen on him meeting my parents.
The perfect opportunity has finally arrived for it to happen. I have a sibling who is an Australian citizen and we're planning on visiting them sometime this year. I told him about this and so he has agreed on meeting with my family. I also told him that I would love to meet his family and friends. I'd go with him for a couple of days and spend time there to get to know the people in his life.
This is where it starts to get crazy. He's scared of introducing me to his family and friends.
You know that stereotype where people see women from ASIA who are in a relationship with white people and think that she's taking advantage of him and his money? That's what he's afraid of. He's afraid of being judged. He's afraid his family and friends would think he's been spending all of his money on me. Like basically buying a gf from ASIA.
Which is where I got really hurt. All the time we've spent together; all the travels, the food, accommodation..WE'VE SPLIT IN HALF. Yes, even when I was just relying on my allowance and savings, I'd always split the bills with him. I've never asked him for money and never do I plan on doing so!
Now, I'm not invalidating his feelings. I know he's anxious and scared. It'll be his first time introducing someone to his family and friends. I also know that maybe he's just trying to protect his reputation. But WTH? He won't even stand up for me? For us? He'll be okay with his friends judging me and looking down on me? The girl whom he promised to spend his life with? He'll be okay with me being labeled as a gold digger? He won't even fight for me? For us? He's not even gonna try and do something about it? I thought he'd at least man up for me..for us. But I guess I was wrong.
I have never felt so insecure, so humiliated, so degraded, so unappreciated, so insulted, and so ashamed of myself my entire life. And so I sent a hurtful message to him in response. Somewhere along the lines of "What about I judge your friends?"..."Remind me again how many of them have achievements other than being born from a first world country?"
He hasn't replied to my messages since then.
He gets me. He's very accepting of my flaws and weirdness. He's very patient about my whining, my dramas, my hardheadedness. But he's not perfect as well.
I accept his flaws, I encourage him, I try to boost his confidence whenever I can, I've never looked down on him, never judged his family and friends, and I always see to it that he feels welcomed whenever he visits me. I also did my part.
I am now contemplating on what to do. Do I fight for the boy and wait for him to be a man? Or do I move on and let go?
I'm afraid of losing him. I'm afraid I might not be able to meet anyone who gets me like he does. I'm afraid I might not be able to survive the hurt. I care about him so much. But at my age..at 29, God..I don't even know if I have the time to wait or start over again.
If you've read this far then I salute you. I just don't know who to turn to for this and I just wanna let it out.
Thank you so much for hearing me out. I'll gladly appreciate any replies from you guys.
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