I?m been with DP for just under a year, and it seems as if we keep on breaking up. We had a chat about it, and it seems as if the problems stem from our anxieties, which then escalate, we get close to breaking up, and then we don?t. DP is lovely, but we both seem to worry about whether we love each other, rather than just enjoying being together.
I have no relationship with my parents (I was abused by my father) and to an extent, I blame my mother for being part of this. I think I have found it difficult to get close to people, and certainly one of our early near break-ups was about this.
Yesterday, after growing distant for a few days after another argument, I was ready to split up with him (and him with me). I asked him to come round to mine. We live 30 miles apart. He suggested that I should come to his as he was working and I had the day off, so we could meet straight after work. I felt if it was important, he would come around to mine. In the end, he did come round and then we didn?t break up and had a great evening.
I don?t want to continue this cycle, but when we?re good, we?re very good together, and I think there?s a real potential for us to have a great relationship. Is it just a problem of controlling our anxieties, is there something rotten with this relationship?