just wanted to update everyone as im feeling anxious and all my friends are asleep. I ābroke upā with him today.
Today, he had planned for us to go where we first met (only two weeks ago) and where I lost one of my earrings. He was then gonna give me pretty new earrings (100 dollars). Obviously this is the sweetest thing ever. And all Iāve ever wanted is for a man to come into my life, tell me he loves me, wants to marry me, gives me pretty things, blah blah blah. But I still broke up with him (didnāt take the earrings). I donāt know why i broke up with him! Something in my body just said I had to, and the last time I was in a relationship, I ignored this feeling for a year, attributing it to anxiety, and suffered mentally to the point where i couldnāt eat. After I built the courage to end /that/ relationship, I made a promise to myself to LISTEN to the voice in my body, rather than suppress it. Thatās why I broke up with this guy. I wanted to keep that promise to myself, even though this guy seemed like everything I might want.
Then again, he did āfall in loveā with āmeā very quickly. Though, there was one thing that didnāt sit right with me. He said he used to get frustrated with his ex when he was denied sex, but that he was over that kind of anger. I said, āgood, because I canāt promise sex more than once a week.ā After I said this he became to huff and puff around for a few hours. I wasnāt exactly sure why he was acting like this so I tried to ignore it, thinking that if he was mad about something, it was his responsibility to express it. When I finally asked what was happening he said, āDo you really only want to have sex once a week.ā And I told him that thatās all I could promise, considering my sex drive, stomach problems, mood, etc. He then still was pretty mopey for a while. I was very frustrated because it felt like a waste of time, I couldāve been playing games with friends or some other hobby.
He said he wouldnāt act like that again and that he would make up for it, which might be what the earrings were about. Which is still incredibly sweet and nobody has ever tried to show me love like that before, but it got me thinking about what he wanted vs. what i wanted. He wanted relationship, love, sex, a future. I couldnāt promise that I would fall in love with him and he was already in love. I couldnāt promise sex. I couldnāt promise a future, as I am just a study abroad student. When I told him this he said he would go back to the US with me. He is of course valid in wanted these things, and I think the natural pressure I felt to reciprocate made me not want to be with him at all.
Maybe I made the āwrongā decision and will miss out on a really amazing thing, but Iād rather just be home alone, and not have to worry about putting out or being someoneās 'person;. So I think Iām doing us both a favor. Plus, its only been a couple weeks, and he had already picked the place he would propose (Neuschwanstein Castleā¦ likeā¦ are you KIDDING). Is this a fairytale or did he fall in love with the idea of me, rather than the real me?
It sucks to now have no friends here in Germany, and to be doing this alone, but itās probably for the best?