you cant send things to him
This started in August. Until then I was sending him things almost every month, but when he moved he told me the situation when I asked for his new address.
you go a while without talking to him
And others don't go through this? Why is it mandatory that I talk to him every day? He's busy, I get busy, we have lives outside of each other.
he didn't stay at the hotel, nor did he ask you to accompany him to his doctors visit, and you two didn't go outside really (thats an assumption I'm making cuz I didn't read anything about the two of you hanging out outside the hotel)
He stayed at the hotel for three nights and left Friday morning. I didn't ask to go with him to the doctor because I figured it was none of my business and honestly I didn't want to go. As for not going outside, we didn't want to. I was honestly content in staying in that dinky room with him because we kept one another company and got to talk and just relax around one another.
you don't hear from him on your birthday
He forgot my birthday and apologized for it, saying he would make it up to me on Valentine's Day. Granted, later we found out he had to work V Day, but it's the thought that counts. That and the plethora of apologies I received for weeks after and his self accusations of being an awful boyfriend for it.
sometimes you dont hear from him for a week at a time...
Yeah this part sucks, but it's not the end of the world. He works long hours, doesn't get decent breaks, and honestly sometimes we don't really have anything to say and texting "I love you" seven times in a row gets old, you know?
your family had concerns (even if they were wrong in doing so, its family...)
If you're talking about my mom's racist babble, that gets thrown out the window for being mislabeled as concern.
you were 14 and he was 20 when you met and while this may mean you know him so well, it also raises the question, why was a 20 year old man talking to a 14 year old girl... even if it is for RP...
We were friends, we didn't date. The guy didn't even know how old I was because we weren't that close until I was 17. We only figured out the age difference when he wished me a happy 20th last year and I found out his age. I don't see how this is an issue, it wasn't like he was a pedophile or was luring me away when I was younger. It was a forum, people of all ages go on forums and talk without doing background checks or asking if they're legal.
he didnt sound too interested in coming to see you
Considering he was the one who suggested he visit me? I would have to argue with you on that. He just doesn't like the state I'm in because he's heard bad things about New Orleans.
you had to make the plans and do all those things alone whereas it should be a joined effort...
Had we had better means of communication, no doubt it would have been a joint effort. However, the point is things got done regardless of WHO got them done. It was my visit and my funds, why shouldn't I plan this stuff?
your communication issues, even if they are from working so much...
Third party problem. It happens.
pessimism. big time. we don't get the good... we don't see what you're seeing... no happiness, nothing but what at times looks to be blind adoration for man (who i am not trying to chase with a torch here... just saying this is what a lot of us are seeing because this is what you are showing us)
I'll be the first to admit that I am a pessimistic person. I focus heavily on the negative and see the glass as half empty. I'm also quick to anger and a verbal thrashing. The reason I don't go around everywhere farting good news and the barest cute moment of +10 OMG is because I feel it's not noteworthy. Big deal if he said something sweet, I swoon, I smile, have my moment, and life goes on. I don't need to broadcast every minute detail to everyone here. And really since summer there's been very little to report beyond, yes, my bad moments. Look, I have mental illnesses that cause me to be unhappy despite therapy and heavy medication. I can only control so much before it leaks into the water supply of my life and gets splattered like vomit on forums, blogs, and everywhere else.
The fact of the matter is, you guys don't HAVE to see that I'm happy. If I wasn't happy, his ass would've been grass long ago. Yes I get dealt bad hands, yes I do cry myself to sleep some nights, but don't any of you act like I'm the first soul to do so. So we don't talk every day, so he doesn't send me flowers or candy or shirks his duties to goof off with me, so what? I'm happy, I love him, and that is what matters. So maybe it's partially my fault you guys are filleting him because I don't croon on and on about how he blinked at me one day or sighed in my direction the next, but it still gives none of you the right to judge my relationship the way you are. I'm not stupid, I'm not some sick little girl who likes being hit and spat on, and I'm not hiding my problems by defending the man I love.
I don't mind that people are coming in here asking questions, concerned for my wellbeing, but there's a bloody line and I ask you not hop over it.
This started in August. Until then I was sending him things almost every month, but when he moved he told me the situation when I asked for his new address.
you go a while without talking to him
And others don't go through this? Why is it mandatory that I talk to him every day? He's busy, I get busy, we have lives outside of each other.
he didn't stay at the hotel, nor did he ask you to accompany him to his doctors visit, and you two didn't go outside really (thats an assumption I'm making cuz I didn't read anything about the two of you hanging out outside the hotel)
He stayed at the hotel for three nights and left Friday morning. I didn't ask to go with him to the doctor because I figured it was none of my business and honestly I didn't want to go. As for not going outside, we didn't want to. I was honestly content in staying in that dinky room with him because we kept one another company and got to talk and just relax around one another.
you don't hear from him on your birthday
He forgot my birthday and apologized for it, saying he would make it up to me on Valentine's Day. Granted, later we found out he had to work V Day, but it's the thought that counts. That and the plethora of apologies I received for weeks after and his self accusations of being an awful boyfriend for it.
sometimes you dont hear from him for a week at a time...
Yeah this part sucks, but it's not the end of the world. He works long hours, doesn't get decent breaks, and honestly sometimes we don't really have anything to say and texting "I love you" seven times in a row gets old, you know?
your family had concerns (even if they were wrong in doing so, its family...)
If you're talking about my mom's racist babble, that gets thrown out the window for being mislabeled as concern.
you were 14 and he was 20 when you met and while this may mean you know him so well, it also raises the question, why was a 20 year old man talking to a 14 year old girl... even if it is for RP...
We were friends, we didn't date. The guy didn't even know how old I was because we weren't that close until I was 17. We only figured out the age difference when he wished me a happy 20th last year and I found out his age. I don't see how this is an issue, it wasn't like he was a pedophile or was luring me away when I was younger. It was a forum, people of all ages go on forums and talk without doing background checks or asking if they're legal.
he didnt sound too interested in coming to see you
Considering he was the one who suggested he visit me? I would have to argue with you on that. He just doesn't like the state I'm in because he's heard bad things about New Orleans.
you had to make the plans and do all those things alone whereas it should be a joined effort...
Had we had better means of communication, no doubt it would have been a joint effort. However, the point is things got done regardless of WHO got them done. It was my visit and my funds, why shouldn't I plan this stuff?
your communication issues, even if they are from working so much...
Third party problem. It happens.
pessimism. big time. we don't get the good... we don't see what you're seeing... no happiness, nothing but what at times looks to be blind adoration for man (who i am not trying to chase with a torch here... just saying this is what a lot of us are seeing because this is what you are showing us)
I'll be the first to admit that I am a pessimistic person. I focus heavily on the negative and see the glass as half empty. I'm also quick to anger and a verbal thrashing. The reason I don't go around everywhere farting good news and the barest cute moment of +10 OMG is because I feel it's not noteworthy. Big deal if he said something sweet, I swoon, I smile, have my moment, and life goes on. I don't need to broadcast every minute detail to everyone here. And really since summer there's been very little to report beyond, yes, my bad moments. Look, I have mental illnesses that cause me to be unhappy despite therapy and heavy medication. I can only control so much before it leaks into the water supply of my life and gets splattered like vomit on forums, blogs, and everywhere else.
The fact of the matter is, you guys don't HAVE to see that I'm happy. If I wasn't happy, his ass would've been grass long ago. Yes I get dealt bad hands, yes I do cry myself to sleep some nights, but don't any of you act like I'm the first soul to do so. So we don't talk every day, so he doesn't send me flowers or candy or shirks his duties to goof off with me, so what? I'm happy, I love him, and that is what matters. So maybe it's partially my fault you guys are filleting him because I don't croon on and on about how he blinked at me one day or sighed in my direction the next, but it still gives none of you the right to judge my relationship the way you are. I'm not stupid, I'm not some sick little girl who likes being hit and spat on, and I'm not hiding my problems by defending the man I love.
I don't mind that people are coming in here asking questions, concerned for my wellbeing, but there's a bloody line and I ask you not hop over it.
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