Worst Year of My Life
Posted: September 20th, 2013, 12:15 am
Hi, everyone, I'm an occasional listener to the podcast and I sometimes browse the forum.
This has been the worst year of my life.
I'm 28 years old. My dad passed away suddenly in January, while I had the flu, and on my sister's birthday, no less. This opened up a whole can of anger and resentment towards him due to his closing off from my mom, my sister, and I over the past several years, and his generally not appreciating or respecting my mom. He never physically abused her or anything, but he didn't respect her or regard her opinion on anything.
At some point he must have taken out a second mortgage on the house, because the mortgage payment is rather high, and there's still a lot owed on it. This means we have to sell the house, so I've had to get rid of a bunch of stuff and get some painting and repairs done. I also have to find an affordable house for my mom, who doesn't have nearly the income my dad did, and he didn't have life insurance (or health insurance) or a ton of money to take care of my mom. So now I have to worry about my mom's well-being.
I still live at home, but now I'm at a place where I can afford to move into my own apartment. But I'm contemplating a move to LA in the near future also, so while it might be a good idea to stay with my mom and save more money, I just cannot live at home any longer.
I was seeing a girl for almost the past two years. It was kind of a difficult relationship to maintain because we lived about 45 minutes away, and neither of us had our own place. So being intimate was tough. But we had a connection and a similar open-mindedness about each others' interests. I think it was essentially her first functioning relationship. I always treated her right.
But she broke up with me last Saturday. She's nearly 27 and hasn't quite figured out what she wants to do for a career. She has been working on her bachelor's degree for 9 years because she switched majors and colleges many times. She'll graduate this coming spring. She wants to have adventures, but she's still dependent on her parents, and hasn't even lived on her own. She broke up with me because she said she tends to subsume herself in her relationships. We always did hang out with my friends more than hers, although I liked her friends. She wants to live life for a while not in a relationship, and independently. She was neither emotionally nor financially ready to live with me or any guy. We both agreed that she'd probably become regretful and resentful if we got more serious and she never did anything on her own. She said she was mulling over the breakup for about six months. It was actually an "it's not you, it's me" situation because even she said I was a good boyfriend. It wasn't an easy decision for her.
I knew she had these issues, but I wanted to give her the benefit of the doubt because she really was a good person. But I guess she really didn't overcome those issues. And her mother is about to serve divorce papers to her father, so she needs to be there for her mother, as the only child. She has a lot on her plate between that, finishing school, work, and finding herself as a person. She said she couldn't handle a relationship on top of that.
She mentioned us talking about our relationship a month or two ago, but I didn't think it would lead to a break-up, so while she had been thinking about it for months, I feel like I had the rug pulled out from under me. And while I understand she had to break up with me to find herself, it doesn't mean I don't feel incredibly hurt. I really did think we had a future together, or, at least, I was ready and willing to continue the relationship. She's still not ready. Perhaps she wasn't really ready for a relationship the whole time we were going out.
She broke up with me at a time I really needed support. I suppose if I hadn't been going out with anyone I wouldn't feel the loss of not having a girlfriend, but she was very supportive through the aftermath of my dad's death, and not having her there when I have all this stuff to deal with hurts.
I know it hasn't quite been a week, but this is the worst I've felt since January when my dad died. And it feels like it won't end. I've been through a breakup before, for a relationship that lasted longer than this one. That time I was the one not ready to take it to the next level, but also our personalities weren't compatible. But this time I really feel that if she had already had a taste of independence and was ready for a relationship, she and I would be going to the next level. That's one reason this hurts so much. Not that we weren't compatible, but that we WERE, and that the timing was bad. Plus, I really think if I had my own place when we were dating, we would have been closer because we could have more alone time.
I'm not someone who HAS to be in a relationship, but I'm also more confident about talking to girls than I was a few years ago. It's that this particular girl and I won't be together that hurts. No matter what my friends say, it still hurts.
On Sunday night, the day after the break-up, I cried for the first time since my dad's death. I guess the stress was building and building, and the break-up was the straw that broke the camel's back. I thought I'd feel better after that, but I still feel miserable. I just want to stay in bed all day but I have to go to work, which is particularly stressful this month.
I'm taking a one or two week vacation once the project I'm working on at work is over.
This has been the worst year of my life.
I'm 28 years old. My dad passed away suddenly in January, while I had the flu, and on my sister's birthday, no less. This opened up a whole can of anger and resentment towards him due to his closing off from my mom, my sister, and I over the past several years, and his generally not appreciating or respecting my mom. He never physically abused her or anything, but he didn't respect her or regard her opinion on anything.
At some point he must have taken out a second mortgage on the house, because the mortgage payment is rather high, and there's still a lot owed on it. This means we have to sell the house, so I've had to get rid of a bunch of stuff and get some painting and repairs done. I also have to find an affordable house for my mom, who doesn't have nearly the income my dad did, and he didn't have life insurance (or health insurance) or a ton of money to take care of my mom. So now I have to worry about my mom's well-being.
I still live at home, but now I'm at a place where I can afford to move into my own apartment. But I'm contemplating a move to LA in the near future also, so while it might be a good idea to stay with my mom and save more money, I just cannot live at home any longer.
I was seeing a girl for almost the past two years. It was kind of a difficult relationship to maintain because we lived about 45 minutes away, and neither of us had our own place. So being intimate was tough. But we had a connection and a similar open-mindedness about each others' interests. I think it was essentially her first functioning relationship. I always treated her right.
But she broke up with me last Saturday. She's nearly 27 and hasn't quite figured out what she wants to do for a career. She has been working on her bachelor's degree for 9 years because she switched majors and colleges many times. She'll graduate this coming spring. She wants to have adventures, but she's still dependent on her parents, and hasn't even lived on her own. She broke up with me because she said she tends to subsume herself in her relationships. We always did hang out with my friends more than hers, although I liked her friends. She wants to live life for a while not in a relationship, and independently. She was neither emotionally nor financially ready to live with me or any guy. We both agreed that she'd probably become regretful and resentful if we got more serious and she never did anything on her own. She said she was mulling over the breakup for about six months. It was actually an "it's not you, it's me" situation because even she said I was a good boyfriend. It wasn't an easy decision for her.
I knew she had these issues, but I wanted to give her the benefit of the doubt because she really was a good person. But I guess she really didn't overcome those issues. And her mother is about to serve divorce papers to her father, so she needs to be there for her mother, as the only child. She has a lot on her plate between that, finishing school, work, and finding herself as a person. She said she couldn't handle a relationship on top of that.
She mentioned us talking about our relationship a month or two ago, but I didn't think it would lead to a break-up, so while she had been thinking about it for months, I feel like I had the rug pulled out from under me. And while I understand she had to break up with me to find herself, it doesn't mean I don't feel incredibly hurt. I really did think we had a future together, or, at least, I was ready and willing to continue the relationship. She's still not ready. Perhaps she wasn't really ready for a relationship the whole time we were going out.
She broke up with me at a time I really needed support. I suppose if I hadn't been going out with anyone I wouldn't feel the loss of not having a girlfriend, but she was very supportive through the aftermath of my dad's death, and not having her there when I have all this stuff to deal with hurts.
I know it hasn't quite been a week, but this is the worst I've felt since January when my dad died. And it feels like it won't end. I've been through a breakup before, for a relationship that lasted longer than this one. That time I was the one not ready to take it to the next level, but also our personalities weren't compatible. But this time I really feel that if she had already had a taste of independence and was ready for a relationship, she and I would be going to the next level. That's one reason this hurts so much. Not that we weren't compatible, but that we WERE, and that the timing was bad. Plus, I really think if I had my own place when we were dating, we would have been closer because we could have more alone time.
I'm not someone who HAS to be in a relationship, but I'm also more confident about talking to girls than I was a few years ago. It's that this particular girl and I won't be together that hurts. No matter what my friends say, it still hurts.
On Sunday night, the day after the break-up, I cried for the first time since my dad's death. I guess the stress was building and building, and the break-up was the straw that broke the camel's back. I thought I'd feel better after that, but I still feel miserable. I just want to stay in bed all day but I have to go to work, which is particularly stressful this month.
I'm taking a one or two week vacation once the project I'm working on at work is over.