He has no clue too. And put me as part of his thing that makes up for other things in his life. And that he tries so hard and changed quite a bit. He has opened everything of his world up to me.
Its like - I said yes to him last year as I had a crush and wanted validation from him that I was attractive and wanted a guy to reverse things that happened to me. And the fact that he flirted than ignored me and flirted and then ignored me and then asked me over kind of like a date but not - and was very gentleman to me- it all made me crave all that attraction stuff.
But I think the reality was that he was alone and not thinking about relationships. He was in a drug world on ice and thinking about his past all the time and some other girl from many years ago. And that is why he was on and off with me. He didn't see me as all that I guess, until he got to know me and then got hooked.
And he asked me out because he realised I wasn't someone that would hurt him like the last woman that basically made fun of his psychotic rampage/ramblings I assume and then tried to get away from it. I just wanted to be that girl that he could put on a pedestal- be that one that was the prettiest he had ever seen - like he talked about that ex of his which wasn't really a thing anyways.
I just wanted to heal from my abusive past. And so immature about relationships. When he asked me out - I had a surge of self-esteem because I thought I was never even someone to ask out from a guy. I'd spent years in social isolation at home and overweight too in my past.
So, of course, I said yes.And I knew then that he wasnt really the right guy, even then- but I thought that this could be a casual dating thing and nothing serious. That, here was a guy that I was actually comfortable with - that just happened to have mental health issues too and lived at home also.
Id always felt that, because of my illness and lack of career or good income that I was never a contender to be a partner for anyone. Even though now I am on the disability pension and work a few days a week and get paid.
By going out with him, I had realised that I am perhaps, maybe could see myself as a worthy partner to some guy with an income and everything.
And because of him I know what my needs are more now in a relationship.
But I never really saw him as someone that I was to be serious with and I said to him at the start to take it slow and all.
But it went from that to very intense even when I didn't want it to. All of a sudden, my whole life - my home, my hobbies, everything that was me- was given up in order to be with him and he was very needy. I've had 10 months of not really seeing my family, giving up my responsibilities, my home life, my hobbies .. I don't do that now- but I found it hard to be assertive with him as he would want to follow me to do those things and it felt awkward - so I would keep giving them up.
I learnt my lesson anyways.
This relationship hasn't left room to for me to grow, he is not someon that can encourage me to be my best - its kinda the opposite. Im shrinking for him. And when Im not- im not with him- or it feels so horrid- so mean almost- to have things in my life to be passionate about and he has so many lack of in his and wants me with him really - yet cannot entertain me.
(he just sits with his back to me all the time and goes on the computer basically- whilst making sure im comfortable- we cant even talk - have a proper conversation because of his illness). Its just like hanging around someone with no responsibilities or cares with immaturity and talking like a 12 year old.
I cant put myself, put him as a provider for me, i mean what does it say to me? That I have no self esteem ..
He is so clueless and cant help himself. He gets bored at home- has nothing to do - but cant take himself out of that. He has no motivation or thoguht process to be able to have his own needs met.
Its very stressful trying to always please him because he is not there emotionally- and looks all depressed. To come over to see me and he cant even hold a conversation. Hell just come over as he has to spend every night with me, and then he sleeps at 7:30- 8:30 ... and its like .. what? Im not going to bed that early.. and then he snores and its like all the things that I could have done that evening .. are all stopped so that he can come over just to sleep. Even I put this fold up bed in my tiny room for him- up against my own bed- and it takes up the whole entire room. I want to get back to my exercises and stuff but I cant- because of the bed. The last time I put that thing away- he said he wanted to come over to my place and watch netflix on my laptop in bed again.. so I had to put it all together again and miss my plans for starting working out again.. and then he comes over and then just falls asleep.
Even when I was so ill last week and he has to come over and then sleep near me and he snores so loud. I just hadnt had my own break until now. This night and last I am a free woman.
Last time we were intimate- I was cringing - it felt so wrong to me and I wasnt in the mood. That afternoon he had gotten a My Little Pony mug filled with some water and a razor and sat on his computer chair with his pants down shaving his balls in front of me.
And he did say that it was graphic and that I may not want to see this. It was funny. But I thought, there is absolutely no holding back with him.
Anyways , like I was saying - I never thought that all of a sudden I would be over his place all of the time and that he would move his furniture and make a space in his double garage for me- with furniture and have toys he has bought me and Id decorate one side. .. I never wanted any of that. I guess it was that I got bored.
There was always thoughts of trying to improve and change him (which are not nice to do) - and that went on for some time.
idk.