I posted about my situation under a different name so apologies if this looks a bit familiar.
I met a lovely guy, he lived a long way away, I did a lot of travelling, I got more and more grumpy about this and now I seem to have broken the relationship.
Part of me thinks how lovely and romantic it would have been to have upped sticks and gone to live with/near him. But I have a job, with a good pension, and a house, with only a small mortgage, where I live. Was I foolishly pragmatic to prize these things above manly companionship?