I entered into this relationship very young. I never really felt like I had a choice because this was effectively an arranged marriage. Ties go back to just after WWII.
I have gotten to the point where I ask myself why I keep trying to make it work. I give and I give to the relationship, but I get very little in return. Each good memory is followed by years of misery. I get my expectations built up, only to have the rug pulled out from under me. Now, my kids are getting caught up in the mental anguish of the relationship, and I can't help but wonder what kind of example I am setting. They deserve to make their own choices. They deserve better.
There are plenty of other fish in the sea, as they say. Heck, at my age, I can just play the field for the rest of my days without having to commit to anyone. It would definitely be much cheaper. Maybe I would get to enjoy Thanksgiving again without all the drama.
I have gotten to the point where I ask myself why I keep trying to make it work. I give and I give to the relationship, but I get very little in return. Each good memory is followed by years of misery. I get my expectations built up, only to have the rug pulled out from under me. Now, my kids are getting caught up in the mental anguish of the relationship, and I can't help but wonder what kind of example I am setting. They deserve to make their own choices. They deserve better.
There are plenty of other fish in the sea, as they say. Heck, at my age, I can just play the field for the rest of my days without having to commit to anyone. It would definitely be much cheaper. Maybe I would get to enjoy Thanksgiving again without all the drama.