Sorry you guys, I get to be a Downer Dora now too.
I mentioned this in my blog, but I feel like I need some serious pep talking or what have you about this subject.
My SO set up a small date for us tonight and during conversation he mentioned that what we thought was going to be work letting up temporarily (for those who are new, he works in the Disney World park 7 days a week with a day off whenever they feel like it, so he's always working) turns out won't let up until the end of January. Which, I kind of knew since people love visiting for holidays and so on.
Thing is, we had made a plan for me to be with him, if not sooner, on my birthday which is January 7th. I turn 21, which is pretty much the last age hoorah. Now not only is that hope gone but it may end up us being together a year before we even sit in the same room together.
I know plenty of couples here have done that, gone longer, are still going longer, but getting hit in the head with a rock then watching someone get rolled over by a boulder doesn't stop my head from hurting. Thing is now I have nothing to cling to with desperate hope as, always, plans are changing and neither of us have any sort of stability to say "x date is when we visit." It's killing the both of us, probably me a bit more because I'm such a big baby when it comes to him.
I'm pretty much at a "OK what now?" point here. I can't send him things anymore (new roommates at his new apartment take his mail and packages along with his stuff in the apartment) he can't take off to visit me, I can't just show up... you get the point.
God I hate being whiny.
I mentioned this in my blog, but I feel like I need some serious pep talking or what have you about this subject.
My SO set up a small date for us tonight and during conversation he mentioned that what we thought was going to be work letting up temporarily (for those who are new, he works in the Disney World park 7 days a week with a day off whenever they feel like it, so he's always working) turns out won't let up until the end of January. Which, I kind of knew since people love visiting for holidays and so on.
Thing is, we had made a plan for me to be with him, if not sooner, on my birthday which is January 7th. I turn 21, which is pretty much the last age hoorah. Now not only is that hope gone but it may end up us being together a year before we even sit in the same room together.
I know plenty of couples here have done that, gone longer, are still going longer, but getting hit in the head with a rock then watching someone get rolled over by a boulder doesn't stop my head from hurting. Thing is now I have nothing to cling to with desperate hope as, always, plans are changing and neither of us have any sort of stability to say "x date is when we visit." It's killing the both of us, probably me a bit more because I'm such a big baby when it comes to him.
I'm pretty much at a "OK what now?" point here. I can't send him things anymore (new roommates at his new apartment take his mail and packages along with his stuff in the apartment) he can't take off to visit me, I can't just show up... you get the point.
God I hate being whiny.
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