
6 and a half months into the relationship we have again come across problems, which should not even be problems. I've apparantly become a bore, simply because I don't want to lead this repetative life of going to the same place, every single god damn week, to stare at the same god damn people every single week.
Now is it boring to actually want to go different places or would most say, well actually you are the boring one doing the same thing every single time. Ya know I'm 24 now, got my career in place, sorting myself off the drugs, which would be made difficult with a boyfriend who is getting more into drugs, well let him go through the stuff I have when I was bad on drugs if that is what he wants.
I'm so sorry the shite places I'm asked to go to are Affinity and Xes, one been full of drugs, which I want to keep away from to help my own habit. Again where is the support in helping me come off drugs by wanting me to go to somewhere full of drugs. I'd fully support my boyfriend in wanting to stop doing something for their own health.
Why not the straight scene?, why not going away?. What is wrong with Brighton, London, Newcastle, expeditions away. Weekend trips away, France etc. Not the same place all the time. I'm plain bored of it and almost 7 months into the relationship we have only ever done the same places, pretty much. No wonder I don't want to go out. I like changes and different places.
Oh and we discussed a holiday, now he claims he never wanted to go, why say yes in the first place. He also said yes to moving home, mentioned in a previous post but it was discovered this is not what he wanted. Also we are meant to go away for March bank holiday, now he don't think he can.
I feel like I'm been left with the blame for everything. Why has such an easy situation of what everyone else does in a relationship become the hardest part of ours.
I even changed my weekends to be on the same as Johns so that we could do things together. 2 months after this we still do bugger all now. Take the weekend gone for example. John was out on Friday, coming down pretty much most of Saturday, Feeling better for Saturday night to do it all again and again feeling crap on Sunday because we were meant to go for lunch and we never went. So again I admit to part of the blame but this is a 50/50.
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