I need to get this off my chest, so please bear with me...
I have been with dp for nearly 4 years. We don't live together.
When we'd been seeing eachother for about 6 months, he started talking about one day us moving in together, getting a house of our own etc., but at that time he was living with his father after separating from his wife about a year before we met. He maintained he couldn't move out from his father's place as his father needed his help financially. Fair enough - I was happy with this arrangement as I thought it was too early to be thinking about moving in with him after only 6 months.
About 6 months after that, his father became ill and sadly passed away in the early part of this year. In the months leading up to his father's death, dp would always be talking about when his father died, he could sell the house which was being left to his sister and him and we could buy a place together. I used to tell him that although I'd be happy for us to move in together, I couldn't think about it terms of his father having to die for us to move our relationship on. Although I wanted to settle down with him it didn't sit comfortably with me that someone had to die for it to happen.
The grand plan also included him looking for a job near where I live. He lives about 30 miles from me. After being made redundant he found a job very close to me but said he couldn't sell the house because his sister couldn't even go in the house since their father's dying. Fair enough. I wasn't expecting him to be putting the house on the market the day after the funeral.
The job he found was poorly paid so started looking for another. He found one, but it was about 15 minutes from his home. He doesn't want to commute as it would take him about 1 1/4 hours each way. He's making no effort to look for a job near to me now.
I don't want to go on at him especially as it's only 9 months since his father died and I can't imagine having to deal with that. Fortunately I haven't been in that situation.
And here's where the big BUT comes in....I feel like I'm being used for his convenience. He's got the best of both worlds. He gets well looked after here at the weekends, takes me out which is lovely, and then goes home. It's really hit me over the last couple of days and I want to let it all come out to his face, but I don't want to hurt him either.
Someone slap me and tell me I'm either flogging a dead horse or over-reacting or maybe something in between.
If you got to the end.....well done.