@LoveInTokyo
What a nice offer! I'm not too far from Paris and may well drop you a line next time I'm there. Just don't invite me over for dinner, eh?
It's absolutely not a cultural issue. I was partly brought up in francophone countries, so there's no language barrier or cultural pitfalls, more like I just miss the life I had in the UK.
Yes, he is gorgeous although that's kind of irrelevant. He's a patient, gentle person, steady, insightful and funny, a hard worker (he earns less because his work is unskilled, not because he's lazy).
I just feel like a terrible person, like an aggressive, catastrophic person who makes life difficult for sunny, easy going him.
The crux of it is I feel like I've had to change a lot of things for this to work, and although I appreciate him saying he was always very upfront about who he was and his life priorities etc, I feel like he also knew what he was getting with me. It feels like he doesn't fully appreciate that sometimes it's difficult, to have made all.these changes. He says he gets it, and that just because he doesnt say anything doesnt mean he doesnt know. I feel like if I had a very financially capable man who moved to my town and did my cooking and washing and integrated with my life, I'd be feeling pretty happy go lucky too.
Part of my reasons for wanting to move in together was then there are no muddied boundaries as there are now (where its technically my place, so technically Im responsible for stuff). In a shared place, there cant be any shirking.
I'm a bit confused about things. On the surface I feel guilty about my "stropping" (and yes, it is an unhealthy word). But in my gut, I still feel there's an injustice.
After that row and conversation, theres no way, if I were him, that I would then have let the night go on until 5.30.
Need to do some more thinking. I'll be away for Christmas, will be good to get some space.
Thanks for all your insight! X