Sometimes you can wait, be careful and fussy, do the work, have the therapy, face every relationship challenge with positivity and be firmly on a self-growth path, with very realistic expectations of what a long-term relationship can be like. You can have every person who knows you both sigh over how well-matched you are. You can even have the ‘perfect’ kid in the mix, and really think you’re set for a life full of companionship, teamwork, laughs, sex and joint goals.
Then one day he announces he’s changed his entire philosophy on life, sees great merit in a more religious and politically right-wing conservative life. Falls down a Men’s Rights internet rabbit-hole. Decides work is shit so quits. And bang, there goes your sexlife, any chance of balanced calm conversation, your financial future and any decent co-parenting aspirations. Your friends start pitying you, and your kid is embarrassed to have their friends over.
The shock and disbelief at how your life seemed to go to fuck overnight is unbelievably hard and paralysing.
Point being, sometimes there’s no ‘red flags’ at all. We are just all living so much longer that there’s more opportunity for people you knew well to do multiple ‘about-faces’. That’s my opinion, anyway.
If I was starting out again, I’d see relationships as 5 year contracts, with the option of extending another 5 years if both agree. And keep my finances far more seperate. Jump in with joy, jump out with no shame if things go bad.