I don't know why, but I looked at my relationship a little deeper, feeling that I was somehow empty and lonely, and I had a loved one by my side. I have a man who hugs me, kisses me, gives me love. My parents adore him, for them he is the son they would like to have; my brother is amazed at him and imitates him; my friends can't find a bad word for him. Great, isn't it His parents treat me wonderfully, his sister became very close to me, his friends became my friends all at once, very cool people. My partner and I live in his own apartment, he works and is financially stable, but he always finds time for me. We have been together for 4 years. I go back to the time when we met. I was just graduating from high school and went to Sofia for preparatory courses at the university. As he moved to the capital, he did not stop coming to my city. True, he was not far away, but the fact is that he spent a lot of money on the road, and a lot of time. He was the first person I could introduce to my family and friends without worrying that they would not accept him. There was no way they wouldn't approve of him, because he's great in every way. He had settled down since we met, and he wasn't very old - 23 years old. An ambitious young man, on his feet, pushing forward, polite, kind, without arrests behind his back, without a file and without tattoos, with excellent diplomas, with diplomas from different courses, loving sports. Everyone was fascinated by him. Everything went slowly with him, little by little. At first we were friends with prospects for a relationship, and when he actually offered me a reunion, I knew I didn't like him. But he was in love. However, I thought that it just takes time and intimate moments, I decided that in time it will enter my heart and, of course, I accepted the offer. Our people sent me to Sofia, knowing that I was not alone there and there was almost no one to take care of me. They were right. I only spent a month in dormitories. All the while, my friend begged me to move in with him, and I thought it was too fast at the expense of the beginning. I accepted though. I thought I would love it, really. This should happen if you come across a person like him. He was a strong support to me at all times. He stayed up all night with me to study for exams, and he would interrogate me from time to time to make sure I knew everything. He struggled with me in writing reports on topics about which there is so little information, that every sentence found is like 1 kg of gold. He showed great patience and understanding when I first combined learning with work and was so nervous that even if I smoked two packs of cigarettes, I would not calm down. He knows how to act in any situation so that he makes me feel good. How much he gave me, what I gave him - there is no basis for comparison. He gave himself to me in every way, and I didn't fall in love or love him. I don't even love him as a friend, you know ?! And it doesn't occur to me how this is possible. Why don't I fall in love with him? Why didn't he deserve my heart? He is perfect, everyone adores him, I don't remember hearing a bad word about him. A bad word from him did not reach me either. If we separate, as we should in this situation, it will hurt me too. But not because I love him, but because I could not fall in love with such a good man. It won't hurt so much that he won't hug me anymore, I won't feel him next to me, but simply because I never managed to rejoice at his gestures. What am I? Am I a freak? Am I a monster? Can I feel at all? Do you know how I imagine the future? I break up with him, I catch up with someone at least twice as low, my environment spits out the new one all the time, my parents react as if C is their son and they want to kill me for abandoning him, no one approves of the new one my relationship, but I stubbornly stay with the new boy. But I'm unhappy anyway, because I know what I drove away, because I don't have support, because we have problems with my new friend. I can choose the other option. To stay with C, one day to get married, to start a family, to be the perfect family and to deceive him for a long time that yes - I love him too. Is it fair to him? No way! Here we come to the point where I clearly realize that I will not fall in love with him simply because 4 years have passed since the beginning. Four years! Not 4 months, but years. He is happy, he does not feel the lack of love on my part. He's happy to be with me, and I give him so little, so little, that I even want to kill myself when he doesn't want to. Once I realize the truth really clearly, how can I be by his side without feeling like a liar? Is there a chance? How do I marry him when I know I love him only in words? How to deal with it at all? And what if, say, we get married? Won't I suddenly meet the "love of my life"? Will I not leave it after we put on the rings. When will the separation hurt him more? Isn't it better to leave him now and hope that one day he will find a woman who loves him? Will he be happy? He gave me so much, I want him to be happy. Do you understand me? I want him to be happy and I would doom to him if I am sure I will never leave him. I would maintain the illusion. But I don't believe I can do it my whole life. One day I will break away from him simply because I am not in love, I will run after some other happiness. This often happens in May. He will be an ideal husband, a good father. I know it. I'm so mad at myself! I'm angry that I've been playing it for so long. We live in an illusion. Getting out of it hurts, but isn't that a good solution? Don't I have to do something good for this person after all? He will suffer without me, but he will probably suffer more with me. So the choice is clear, I guess. We are heading for separation. We have to go there, we have to. Otherwise, I doom him to a false life, and he shouldn't. He's a good man, really. It's just that I'm not.
1 prettygiirl420 answered
I think that if your boyfriend was not so good to you, but mysterious and bad, when she should have fallen in love with him. Meaning, if you don't like the look ... you wouldn't be able to last so many years with him. But you've been together for 4 years ... so you still like it .... but something is missing to fall in love. Maybe you miss the "bad boy". He's too kind to you ... and we women, frankly, look for him ourselves, looking for bad boys ... and in the end we keep suffering. I would break up with him if I were you. There is no point in continuing to be with someone you don't love. There is no love, no passion ... why the hell are you doomed to such suffering? Love is a wonderful feeling - I wish you to experience it soon!