Dear everyone, I think it's been about four months or so since I posted and thought I would give you a little update.
I'm not sure I said this in my previous posts but the work I do is freelance, I've been self employed for about six years or so. I think I've done a complete U turn on being bored with my job, etc. Through this semi lockdown I've actually started to feel appreciative of how much freedom and time it gives me.
There's been another quite exciting development: theres something I've been doing on the side, something artistic, and I've had a huge breakthrough. This means I will need to go to London regularly covid permitting.
I don't want to be too outing but I've also found out there's going to be a new transport link opening in the next few months that will drop me minutes away from my parents doorstep.
All this is making me think that despite my gnashing, if I'm going to stay in France to get citizenship before moving back to the UK, as unglamorous as it is, the North makes perfect sense for me.
However the past few months have really been intensifying my frustration with DP. I'm not sure my feelings are "fair", but then I guess they don't have to be. Basically I'm starting to feel resentful that I moved here and aligned with his more "grounded" reality, but nothing has really come of it. What I mean is that whilst before I was just kind of freewheeling, I agreed to knuckle down, settle, to be with him, but none of the security and positive trappings of a settled life have come from it. Things like buying a house, getting married, having kids. Those solid things I guess I would have expected from a "solid" life just.... Haven't happened.
As I said before, it's not even that I would necessarily WANT those things for myself: but now I'm beginning to understand that what I would have wanted was the opportunity to make a CHOICE about it, to actively be in a position to think yes or no, rather than a kind of slow drift towards nothing. Do you know what I mean?! I feel weirdly betrayed. I'm not sure why exactly but I really feel that - I feel hugely betrayed for some reason I cant explain.
I feel like he has just been contentedly leaning back and enjoying his life unchanged, while I've wasted a few years waiting for....something. And hes known that but still not really been that bothered about trying to do half the brainstorming I have to figure something out.
I'm beginning to realise that I think for all his qualities, he won't ever want to shift from the status quo. He doesn't really want to progress, or change things up, or even create a solid life with the things I mention. He just wants to run his bar, hang out with his mates, chill. And I'm a more than welcome add on. Maybe I feel betrayed because I thought I was paying a price (my freedom) in exchange for something (solidity) but now I'm waking up to the fact that I paid up but didnt get it. That sounds melodramatic but hopefully you understand. Maybe its irrational. But it's just how I feel.
I think I have the bare bones of a plan but I really don't think hes going to like it. I'm going to wait until the end of the summer (need to get more of a deposit together) and then I'm going to buy a house in a town near here that's on it's way up and has pretty much all I need (I also have friends there). I'm going to buy it by myself and get the house I want, and live in it until I get my citizenship, going back and forth to london and to my parents when I get the opportunity. Then once I have my passport i plan on moving back to the UK and will either sell the house or keep it and rent it out.
I already know he is going to be majorly pissed off with this plan as we wont be doing it together, it will be just me. He is welcome to live with me by the way but I don't want him to be able to hold me back when it comes time to get rid of it.
I feel so guilty that this feels so cold, but the truth is I have to look out for myself, and I feel hurt. Sorry I'm really using this as a dear diary now 😂 I feel hurt because I feel like I've been sitting around waiting for him to do something (anything), whether that's move, buy a place, propose, fuck knows really. I've suggested so many various ideas over the years and it's always been "meh". The latest one was a business idea I had, for a business we could set up that would do so well locally, because theres nothing like it around and I just know it would do massively well. He just kind of smiled at me and said "yeah....".
I'm just tired of being the one who has really tied myself in knots trying to adapt and change and nothing is really advancing - so now I'm going to take over the reins to my own life again. Hopefully he will see it kind of works in his favour too. After all I've capitulated to staying in the north for the time being and I wouldnt expect him to contribute to a mortgage.
Anyway, that's it for my update!