I’m glad to know how you really feel about me. I’m glad to know that you only consider me an option in your “bright” future; I was the one making you a priority in mine. I’m glad that I got to become the “aggresor” and you the victim in all of our problems. You say you don’t feel comfortable talking to me anymore, and you do whatever it takes to avoid a blow up. WTH!? So then why stay in a relationship and talk about a future if we are seriously lacking the fundamentals?
After almost six years, you wanted me to live with you, but you felt that once I said I am not comfy with the “shacking up” deal without A. marriage, or B. an engagement, or C. plans to have a future together, you only said that you wanted to live together to get to know each other better … In my heart of hearts I couldn’t believe the things you were saying then.
Even now, after everything was all said and done, you say that you don’t want to be with me for the remaining two months of your enlistment, but that you would like for it to be me that you marry someday, but for now you are only going to focus on what you want. WOW.
I find it hard to believe that I was fighting to keep us together with the feeling that it would be worth it in the end, that we would both be standing there saying, “Yeah we’ve been through some crazy stuff, but I wouldn’t do it with anyone else.” I thought we were meant to be together, but I was wrong. You say that you care about us, and me but in the end, if you really did care, would you have blamed the whole “problem” of our relationship on me, and after I said I could change things about me to help us, you were unable to compromise with me.
It obvious that you didn’t want this and you just kept it going because I was your safety net; for almost six years that’s all I ever was to you.