BootlegBaby
02-10-2005, 04:51 PM
I have a severe case of *the grass is always greener* syndrome, and it's really making my life miserable. :(
A little about me; I was a single mom at 23 (no messy story really, it just didn't work with her dad). At 24, I met who would become my husband 5 years later. I never wanted to get married...it was more or less a parental pressure/wanting security for my daughter kind of thing/him convincing me that I was *the one*, etc. One year and one week after saying *I do*, I found out he also *did* with his 22 yr old assistant. I was devastated...more out of arrogant anger (How dare he do this to *ME!!*) than actual jealousy/hurt, but it did take its toll.
A few years later, I met a guy and after dating only 3 months, I found I was pregnant again. I'd like to add here that BOTH TIMES I've gotten pregnant I was using some kind of birth control...pill with the first, Depo with the 2nd...but I digress...ANYWAY, I was with this guy for about 3 years. He was really great...attentive, great sense of humor, sweet and kind. But I felt tied down, so I ended it.
For months afterward I dated different guys (none seriously) then realized one day I was really lonely. I wanted that security, that intimacy of being in a relationship. So I found a likely candidate and tried to make it work...but something somewhere had shifted. I found myself incapable of really *being there* with him. Again, he was a good enough guy, totally into me, even proposed (with a FABulous ring I might add)...but I again found myself miserable, feeling suffocated. Broke up with him...
Are we seeing a pattern here yet? ;)
Fast forward to now; again, after dating for a while, I'm involved with yet another really great guy. This one is amazingly loving, kind to my children, talking marriage, buying a house, etc...and I'm so depressed I can't stand it. I don't want to hurt *yet another* nice guy. I do realize I've been incredibly lucky to never have gotten involved with any serious assholes and that most women would give anything to have met even one...don't think for a minute I don't appreciate how lucky I am. I also realize this problem I have is totally some serious personal defect...I don't put the blame for it anywhere but squarely on my shoulders.
I joined this forum and posted this today mostly just to get feedback...am I termally screwed up from the ex? Am I unable to commit due to it? That's what the conventional pop-psychology would say even though it's not really how I feel. But there's got to be some explaination, no? Any ideas? Suggestions? Anyone else out there have the *grass* syndrome?
Thanks for listening... :)
A little about me; I was a single mom at 23 (no messy story really, it just didn't work with her dad). At 24, I met who would become my husband 5 years later. I never wanted to get married...it was more or less a parental pressure/wanting security for my daughter kind of thing/him convincing me that I was *the one*, etc. One year and one week after saying *I do*, I found out he also *did* with his 22 yr old assistant. I was devastated...more out of arrogant anger (How dare he do this to *ME!!*) than actual jealousy/hurt, but it did take its toll.
A few years later, I met a guy and after dating only 3 months, I found I was pregnant again. I'd like to add here that BOTH TIMES I've gotten pregnant I was using some kind of birth control...pill with the first, Depo with the 2nd...but I digress...ANYWAY, I was with this guy for about 3 years. He was really great...attentive, great sense of humor, sweet and kind. But I felt tied down, so I ended it.
For months afterward I dated different guys (none seriously) then realized one day I was really lonely. I wanted that security, that intimacy of being in a relationship. So I found a likely candidate and tried to make it work...but something somewhere had shifted. I found myself incapable of really *being there* with him. Again, he was a good enough guy, totally into me, even proposed (with a FABulous ring I might add)...but I again found myself miserable, feeling suffocated. Broke up with him...
Are we seeing a pattern here yet? ;)
Fast forward to now; again, after dating for a while, I'm involved with yet another really great guy. This one is amazingly loving, kind to my children, talking marriage, buying a house, etc...and I'm so depressed I can't stand it. I don't want to hurt *yet another* nice guy. I do realize I've been incredibly lucky to never have gotten involved with any serious assholes and that most women would give anything to have met even one...don't think for a minute I don't appreciate how lucky I am. I also realize this problem I have is totally some serious personal defect...I don't put the blame for it anywhere but squarely on my shoulders.
I joined this forum and posted this today mostly just to get feedback...am I termally screwed up from the ex? Am I unable to commit due to it? That's what the conventional pop-psychology would say even though it's not really how I feel. But there's got to be some explaination, no? Any ideas? Suggestions? Anyone else out there have the *grass* syndrome?
Thanks for listening... :)