Tonight has really been the first bad night since moving in with my b/f. I thought that everything was going fine... and I may be making far too much of the whole thing, but I can't sleep so who ever decides to read this... have fun! Last night was the first time he was home in two days, and I didn't minded that he spent the night at a friends house...but tonight was the first time we really had a chance to talk. He wants to spend more time over at a friends house, because he needs the space. I'm not too sure what he means by that. I'm not stupid I know that it means that he needs time away from me, I just don't know how much time. And when it's ok for me to hang out and when it's not. I don't want to feel like I'm walking on egg shells trying to find time to spend with my b/f, but what choice do I have. This is the guy that I want to spend the rest of my life with, and if he says he needs space than I'm going to give it to him. I'm pretty sure that this relationship just got too heavy for him too soon. I think that he may not be mature enough to handle a relationship like this, and the only way around it all is to get out of the same house. He doesn't seem to agree. He thinks that if we stop living together that we will break up. I'm not sure if that is a correct assumption or not. He's probably right. I just don't want things to get worse for him. If he wants more and more time to have his own space.... I don't know how I'm going to handle it. I see things getting bitter if that happens.
However, I'm not ready to see this relationship end. I love him very much. It's odd. I've never loved anyone this way. All of my ex boyfriends mean nothing to more in comparison to him. I feel just the opposite of what he's feeling. He needs time with his friends, away from me. I feel like I can't get enough of him. It seems like I barely see him. What's more it seems like we are talking less. Perhaps less than when we where just friends. I kind of excepted that things would be different, and that we wouldn't talk about the smaller details because we would for the most part know about them already, but it's almost like he has two lives. The one at home with me, and the one at school and with his friends. I don't know much of what goes on out side of the house. I use to be one of his friends, now I'm not. I'm his...... g/f, "wife", caretaker.... any or all of the above you take your pick.
Kali Lu Community Member 
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