Current DP and I are getting on each other's nerves a bit. I'm packing the house for an international move... organising everything... getting my head bitten off by the landlady, teh tradesmen, everyone... meanwhile he is swanning around seeing a lot of friends, playing sport, going to work (his job hasn't finished, he's the one with the job overseas).
So yes, I am clearly resentful of the fact he's got a job and I haven't.
But this morning am packing away all the camping gear. All the stuff that I dreamed about and wanted all my life. Stuff that has been used on just ONE holiday in our 6 year relationship, because he has never gone on holiday with me again after i spent 6 months planning and organising the perfect camping holiday.
We've never talked about it since. He hasn't even bothered looking at the photos. Though this is not particularly surprising as he doesn't talk about anything to me, doesn't even know what I'm interested in, doesn't give a shit about thinking he should perhaps make an effort, and never looks at photos anyway.
I go camping with other people now. Though as we're moving overseas I will ahve to find other people to do it with - and other people to have a life with.
i guess previous DP (actually not very dear at all, he was a complete twunt) is just a grass-is-greener thing. He loved camping... he would've totally loved this one camping holiday I've managed to do with my current DP. He loved photography. He loved music, too - we used to talk for hours about it. Ironically current DP is by far the better musician, and we do music (in the company of others) but he isn't interested in listening to recordings or discussing it, at all.
put like that, why am I following him overseas? I don't know, but it's too late to back out now - the removalists arrive on monday.