I am a single parent of a child with special needs and challenging behaviour. I split from his other parent two years ago and he sees my son rarely now (his choice). I never thought I would be able to have a relationship again, until my son was grown up - but a year ago I met a man by chance, who lives three and a half hours drive away.
Beyond all my expectations we are still together. The sex is amazing and I am so grateful to have found this side of myself again, after years in a sexless relationship. When we are together, we love each other’s company. We go out dancing, just enjoy walks and being together. I completely trust him to be faithful.
The downside is that he has a LOT of other social commitments and I often feel unprioritised. I have to do all the planning. He doesn’t think ahead to when/how we will spend time together and this upsets me. I find myself being angry/needy/whiny about his making commitments that shorten our weekends together or mean we can’t see each other for a few weeks at a time. He’s not a texter and can be off grid for a few days. But we were are together, he’s completely focussed on me. And I wouldn’t want a needy partner, I suppose his independence is part of the attraction for me.
I can’t have a full-time relationship given my son’s needs. I could never have someone else move in with me while my son is at home. So in many ways this is the only kind of relationship I could have and it’s good in that my day to day life with my son remains the same as it ever was.
I’m 48, he’s 51. Should we drift on like this indefinitely? Should I just accept it for what it is, and be grateful for the positives? And try to keep my angst to myself? He will never change.