Since August of 2022 I have been in a long distance relationship with a woman I met in Albania that summer.
I thought I had 'won' so to speak. She was relatively young (I'm mid 30s and she was mid 20s). She didn't have much experience with men. She seemed pleasant
and reasonable.
All was good when she came to live with me in Poland that winter. She cooked and cleaned while I went out to work. It seemed like a kind of simple enjoyable life.
In retrospect this was a very co-dependent and unhealthy relationship. I was on the phone with her for hours everyday when we were in different countries and completely neglected to build a new life in Poland beyond work. Instead I obsessively fixated on this cocoon type world with her. I was 'in love' and I gained all the positive emotions that came with that but it wasn't very Christian or very balanced. It was obsession.
Also, even when we lived together I don't think it was healthy. The downside of having a woman doting on you at home is it can become a bit of a crutch and the motivation to make friends, develop interests or even go church diminished. I became just ensconced in the love bubble basically. I think probably a long dry spell in the West had me feasting on the joys of romance overly due to deprivation - like a man having spent months in a desert suddenly finding a water fountain.
Anyway eventually she went back to Albania and I spent a few months considering following her before finally heading back to the UK to complete my teaching diploma. Admittedly, she supported me through this period and was helpful with some aspects of my studies in regards to preparing for lessons and making lesson slides. I can't demonise her as some selfish bitch when she did stand by me through not only this difficult period but also the time I was fired from my job. She certainly was not in it for the money as long stretches of time I was unemployed and even losing money and yet she was willing to stick it out (seemingly a mentality maybe more common in Balkan countries I don't know).
We met again in Albania that summer and argued constantly. Behavioural traits I once found endearing or even positive, like her desire to spend all her time with me, suddenly seemed clingy and overbearing. She would moodily react to my own downbeat moods and so constant bickering ensued about one of us being down without adequate explanation...this repeats so often that it makes the idea of monk mode seem incredibly appealing.
After returning to Poland I had a mental breakdown due to uncertainty of what to do next. I also was getting sick of the demand to constantly talk on the phone and realised that in the past year I hadn't really built a support network or friendship group. The thought crossed my mind more obsessively that I was getting devoured by this woman and by love and romance and sex and that I was actually destroying myself with this relationship. How valid were these fears or concerns? How much did they reflect reality vs being ruminations of an unstable mind? I'm not totally sure but I started to want to be out of the relationship. Eventually she broke it off with me and yet...
There was no blocking or anything and within a few weeks the 'break up' got kind of forgotten and she was messaging me still and it kind of just continued on like a limping dying beast.
I was back in the UK and prepared to move back to Poland.
She then offered to visit me in Poland and I very reluctantly accepted this request.
Truth be told, I wanted to use my return to Poland as an attempt to completely rebuild my life. Her coming back as my ex (but not) girlfriend created a lot of confusion. At first I completely resented her presence and asked her to leave after a week but ultimately I ended up getting extremely sick so she stayed longer. She did - to be fair - cook for me and take care of me as I was bed bound. Of course part of me thinks that this period of illness was some sort of punishment perhaps for not living a completely honest life.
Truth be told her visiting me in Poland put a fair bit of pressure on me as she had no friends or job or knowledge of what to do here. Outside of hanging with me, there was nothing for her to do really. I felt quite suffocated by this not to mention the fact I only have a one room apartment made it at it's worst incredibly trapped feeling. There were moments where it was cozy but only really after I got sick and when I completely gave up on the idea of valiantly building a new life for a time. It almost felt like the plot of a thriller like Gone Girl where an evil woman would make their man sick on purpose to pacify them into being in love with them again. I don't believe she did this but it just struck me that was happening. Whether or not she is truly as devious as all that is highly questionable. I think I amplify what I see as her worst qualities in my mind and fixate on them. And yet I can't deny that she is clingy, obsessive and overbearing. She's also reliable and loyal and very doting (on the cooking/cleaning side).
In the last week she left leaving me quite uncertain as to the future. She is already messaging me hoping to arrange another trip or visit while I question how long I should keep this up if my heart is not in it OR if my attempt to wriggle out of it isn't some Peter Pan like evasion of any kind of commitment. Do I really have a better chance with someone else? I don't know.
And that kind of brings us up to the present moment.
Basically I have a woman in my life and I'm not sure I really want to settle down and get married with her. Yet I'm aware that at my age my chances at finding a decent woman are possibly limited and perhaps I am weak to break off this connection off out dependency or co-dependency or whatever.
I'm not sure what I want from all this. Maybe some advice or if anyone had been through something similar, that could help.
I thought I had 'won' so to speak. She was relatively young (I'm mid 30s and she was mid 20s). She didn't have much experience with men. She seemed pleasant
and reasonable.
All was good when she came to live with me in Poland that winter. She cooked and cleaned while I went out to work. It seemed like a kind of simple enjoyable life.
In retrospect this was a very co-dependent and unhealthy relationship. I was on the phone with her for hours everyday when we were in different countries and completely neglected to build a new life in Poland beyond work. Instead I obsessively fixated on this cocoon type world with her. I was 'in love' and I gained all the positive emotions that came with that but it wasn't very Christian or very balanced. It was obsession.
Also, even when we lived together I don't think it was healthy. The downside of having a woman doting on you at home is it can become a bit of a crutch and the motivation to make friends, develop interests or even go church diminished. I became just ensconced in the love bubble basically. I think probably a long dry spell in the West had me feasting on the joys of romance overly due to deprivation - like a man having spent months in a desert suddenly finding a water fountain.
Anyway eventually she went back to Albania and I spent a few months considering following her before finally heading back to the UK to complete my teaching diploma. Admittedly, she supported me through this period and was helpful with some aspects of my studies in regards to preparing for lessons and making lesson slides. I can't demonise her as some selfish bitch when she did stand by me through not only this difficult period but also the time I was fired from my job. She certainly was not in it for the money as long stretches of time I was unemployed and even losing money and yet she was willing to stick it out (seemingly a mentality maybe more common in Balkan countries I don't know).
We met again in Albania that summer and argued constantly. Behavioural traits I once found endearing or even positive, like her desire to spend all her time with me, suddenly seemed clingy and overbearing. She would moodily react to my own downbeat moods and so constant bickering ensued about one of us being down without adequate explanation...this repeats so often that it makes the idea of monk mode seem incredibly appealing.
After returning to Poland I had a mental breakdown due to uncertainty of what to do next. I also was getting sick of the demand to constantly talk on the phone and realised that in the past year I hadn't really built a support network or friendship group. The thought crossed my mind more obsessively that I was getting devoured by this woman and by love and romance and sex and that I was actually destroying myself with this relationship. How valid were these fears or concerns? How much did they reflect reality vs being ruminations of an unstable mind? I'm not totally sure but I started to want to be out of the relationship. Eventually she broke it off with me and yet...
There was no blocking or anything and within a few weeks the 'break up' got kind of forgotten and she was messaging me still and it kind of just continued on like a limping dying beast.
I was back in the UK and prepared to move back to Poland.
She then offered to visit me in Poland and I very reluctantly accepted this request.
Truth be told, I wanted to use my return to Poland as an attempt to completely rebuild my life. Her coming back as my ex (but not) girlfriend created a lot of confusion. At first I completely resented her presence and asked her to leave after a week but ultimately I ended up getting extremely sick so she stayed longer. She did - to be fair - cook for me and take care of me as I was bed bound. Of course part of me thinks that this period of illness was some sort of punishment perhaps for not living a completely honest life.
Truth be told her visiting me in Poland put a fair bit of pressure on me as she had no friends or job or knowledge of what to do here. Outside of hanging with me, there was nothing for her to do really. I felt quite suffocated by this not to mention the fact I only have a one room apartment made it at it's worst incredibly trapped feeling. There were moments where it was cozy but only really after I got sick and when I completely gave up on the idea of valiantly building a new life for a time. It almost felt like the plot of a thriller like Gone Girl where an evil woman would make their man sick on purpose to pacify them into being in love with them again. I don't believe she did this but it just struck me that was happening. Whether or not she is truly as devious as all that is highly questionable. I think I amplify what I see as her worst qualities in my mind and fixate on them. And yet I can't deny that she is clingy, obsessive and overbearing. She's also reliable and loyal and very doting (on the cooking/cleaning side).
In the last week she left leaving me quite uncertain as to the future. She is already messaging me hoping to arrange another trip or visit while I question how long I should keep this up if my heart is not in it OR if my attempt to wriggle out of it isn't some Peter Pan like evasion of any kind of commitment. Do I really have a better chance with someone else? I don't know.
And that kind of brings us up to the present moment.
Basically I have a woman in my life and I'm not sure I really want to settle down and get married with her. Yet I'm aware that at my age my chances at finding a decent woman are possibly limited and perhaps I am weak to break off this connection off out dependency or co-dependency or whatever.
I'm not sure what I want from all this. Maybe some advice or if anyone had been through something similar, that could help.