Its been 2 months since my ex and I broke up. Mentally I couldn't handle the distance, and eventually it started affecting him as well. In the end, we decided on mutual terms to break up. I've been dealing with it the best I can, and frankly, I haven't been doing good. I still love the man as much as I ever did, and I'm still hanging on to that dying hope of us ever getting together again. But... as of today, I can say that its pretty much a guaranteed no to any sort of relationship ever coming to pass with us again.
A long while back, he had proposed the idea of splitting the rent on an apartment sometime in the future (wouldn't be until he found stable income, which he has now, even though its really not a lot). Trying to breath life into the idea of a relationship, I asked him if the offer was still open. His answer? He'd love to, but he doesn't know if he'll be able to. If current trends continue (low income, dependent on his parents, etc) then the answer would be a no, as he couldn't pay for the rent and food. With him saying no, I'll basically be living with another friend of mine who was option B, and will probably do so for the next 2 years of my schooling that's left. There's no way in hell I would drop what I have out here to move to where he is, unless I got accepted into graduate school out there. But when he says there are too many variables to know if he could move out here 6 months or more from now, I can say the same thing about what's going to be going on in my life in 2 years. So... quite frankly... any hope of any relationship existing between us again is totally shot and dead.
I'll never commit myself to another long distance relationship, because mentally I cannot handle it. I tear myself apart until the point where it effects my friends, family, and significant other. So, I guess this is goodbye LFAD. It was nice while it lasted.
A long while back, he had proposed the idea of splitting the rent on an apartment sometime in the future (wouldn't be until he found stable income, which he has now, even though its really not a lot). Trying to breath life into the idea of a relationship, I asked him if the offer was still open. His answer? He'd love to, but he doesn't know if he'll be able to. If current trends continue (low income, dependent on his parents, etc) then the answer would be a no, as he couldn't pay for the rent and food. With him saying no, I'll basically be living with another friend of mine who was option B, and will probably do so for the next 2 years of my schooling that's left. There's no way in hell I would drop what I have out here to move to where he is, unless I got accepted into graduate school out there. But when he says there are too many variables to know if he could move out here 6 months or more from now, I can say the same thing about what's going to be going on in my life in 2 years. So... quite frankly... any hope of any relationship existing between us again is totally shot and dead.
I'll never commit myself to another long distance relationship, because mentally I cannot handle it. I tear myself apart until the point where it effects my friends, family, and significant other. So, I guess this is goodbye LFAD. It was nice while it lasted.
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