eightzeros
Aug 15, 2010, 09:55 PM
It is going to be a long post but I have to write in depth to be fair to the situation. I met my boy friend in late Oct 2009. When I first met him I found him as my dream come true. He asked me out on date on his birthday and we found so much compatibility in each others company that it was simply amazing. We fell in love and we were happy. He told me that he would like to marry me. I was 28 and he turned 40.
I had several heartaching relationships in my past. I have to tell a little about myself. I come from a Muslim family but during my studies abroad I went for a non Muslim guy and he raped me. Being ashamed of what happened and scared I never told this to anyone. I was sexually assaulted when I was 9 years old and this rape left me wounded.
Later on I dated a guy with whom I dated for 4 years. We got engaged but he was never accepted by my father, the guy slowly got lazy in studying and gradually dropped the idea of marrying me. Things got worse when I got pregnant. He didn't have a plan to be father or to study or to work, he was young and was afraid to be responsible at the time. We had an abortion, and this time I got too sad to remain sexually active. He got upset and forced to have sex, we had and I got pregnant for the second time. Again he was not ready, I was myself unsure and we opted for abortion. After this, I felt as if something broke in my soul, I became a person with guilt and fear. I got afraid of sex and had this trauma that even with contraceptions taken, I hated my body after having sex, I would wash myself for hours and would still feel dirty. The guy became abusive and several times he hit me, later he apologized but then one time when he went to his country (I forgot to mention that we were both on foreign shores, studying in Universities) and never responded well. Later on he told me that he had sex with someone and got her pregnant and would marry her. At that time I graduated and got a job. It was devastating but since I never got his positive replies I let go all. Later on I dated a few guys, it only lasted for 2-3 weeks and honestly it never worked. I never found someone who would be interested in more than sex, so I remained honest and went solo.
I kept doing my job when in Jan 2008 I got to meet a French Morocan (a Muslim) guy on Facebook who used to be senior in post graduate where my friends were studying. He came to visit in Jan 2008 and with other friends I also happened to meet him. His stay was as short as 10 days and in those 10 days he asked me to marry him and asked me to get him introduced to my family. I liked him as a person but it was all too soon for me. He was very expressive and romantic, he used to send flowers, medicines, love letters, calls all the way from France. He just joined teaching in University there and had only 12 hours of teaching per week. I have been banker in Japan and it was a tough schedule for me. I only had 4 hours of sleep per day because I was preparing for exams, which were compulsory to continue my work. I couldn't send enough flowers, gifts, love letters, emails, couldn't chat for long hours (Japan and France have good time difference) and in result, the French guy became sour. He would get nervous and would fought blaming me of playing games. I described the situation and my work demands, he never worked in same situation and he never could accept the fact. During my crucial exams he decided to visit me and I asked him not to because I was busy preparing for the exam while giving 100% at work. He said he is coming to uplift my morals but he got very angry when I remained stuck with my books. He expected us to have sex but I was too stressed to even think of sex. He went disappointed and later complained a lot. I was having a lot of stress at work, my boss ( a lady) was torturing me on daily basis. One day I had enough and I told this French guy that I couldn't commit to long distance relationship, he was very upset. All this happened in between Jan2008-April 2008, it was all very short.
Afterwards I remained single and due to my tough work routine I never had enough energy to get dressed and meet new people. Living each day through piles of files was taking all my attention. Then I met this American guy in Oct 2009. He was amazing. He was the guy who understood me very well. I was extremely happy. When he proposed me, it was unbelievable. We were going all well till May 2010. In Jan 2010 I was given promotion and extra charge, which increased work load. I was working with foreign desk which due to time difference made me work till 11 oclock each night. I did all that from Jan to May but in May I collapsed. I started to faint on my way to work. I went for check up but nothing was diagnosed. In April 2010 I felt myself uncomy with sunlight, with people, with sounds/noises, with food, my motivation level decreased, it became all hard to even get dressed for work. Then in May 2010 I was having a lot of aggression, after work I used to get frustrated and would empty myself on my boy friend. He remained calm and supportive but I got worse. I also visited my parents in my home country in Jan 2010 and they asked me to marry some one at home, I never got to tell them about my boy friend because my father was not having good time health wise and my mother feared that my talking to him would give him a heart attack.
In May 2010 my body got weird, I wasn't able to breath from time to time, I had loose stomach all the time, had fever for a couple of times, and on top I was crying day and night for petty reasons. My boy friend insisted that we go and see a therapist or a psychiatrist, we did both and they said I have depression due to over work. My psychiatrist told my company to let me go on sick leave for at least 3 months and I had sick leave. I never rested like that before and I got insecure being 1)depressed and 2)on sick leave. I would see people going to work and enjoying their weekends, I got more insecure. Then I became dependent on my boy friend, asking him to reassure me that he loves me. He then told me that he had enough and I am ruining the relationship, I then decided to come to my parents for rest and to give him some space. He did not want me to go back but I left for my country. At home people did not know the whole story so as soon as I landed, my parents flooded my with suitors for arrange marriage. My father would ask me again and again to marry and then I told my boy friend that I am going to tell my father about him so that he would know that I have someone special in my life. My boy friend agreed. I told my father. To my surprise he agreed. I was totally surprised but extremely happy. Since my boy friend is not Muslim, my father added a condition that he converts. My boy friend never had trouble converting so he said that in future he will. Later on, my father expected that my boy friend would set a date for marriage but my boy friend told me that I went home to get well and not to plan a wedding. I was stupid and I took my father's side and accused my boy friend of not being supportive or loving. We fought badly many times over emails and phone calls. My boy friend did become less romantic during my absence. He himself has a tough work situation so I don't want to blame him for that. My depression got worse and worse. Now, in August my father has told me to dump my boy friend and to agree to marry the guy he chooses for me. He thinks that I should stay in my country and pursue a home. My boy friend on the other hand has gone so bitter, he tells me that I have been unstable and I lack confidence in our relationship. He said that let the marriage follow itself and not to be desperate about it. I am now doing much better but my boy friend can't believe me because what he remembers is that a month ago I was a drama queen.
Since I am home (in my country) I have become more aware of my religion. My thoughts on sex have gone strict and I talk like this, "I shouldnt have sex before marriage, it is a terrible sin"... actually it is considered as sin. I fear that my boy friend will never marry me and I will be left with wounded heart like previous times. Then I fear that he might just want sex in me and would dump me later, saying I was never fit. Therefore I have told him that I don't want to have sex anymore. My boy friend says that sex is the last thing he wants to argue with his partner. Before he used to even say that I would be a good mother and now he is saying that he can't plan for children at the moment. We are still together, my family thinks that I have dumped him on their say. My family might be right when they say that my boy friend is not serious in marrying me, and I might be right saying that I am afraid of bitter heartache, but my boy friend is also right when he says that he can't think of marriage with a depressed, paranoid and unstable person. Do you think I should continue this relationship or not? Have I caused too much damage to assure my boy friend that I am getting better and will be stable? I have recently thought of omitting sex out of our relationship because 1)due to my religion... 2)to see if my boy friend really loves me or just remains with me for sex. This would not be tolerated by my boy friend. I got number 2) as a fear because recently my boy friend has told me that sex is good but I am not easy going and not stable. I fear that he would dump me for those reasons after he had enough of sex.
Right now the situation is that I barely mail him, unless there is a necessity. My boy friend also never writes me unless there is a necessity. My parents are looking to set me for arrange marriage. I am doing better depression wise but my insecurity that I might loose my boy friend is not over yet. I wished that he would have remained supportive after I flew to my country. I have complains that he was harsh on me. What should I do? I don't know doing what will improve trust level in my boy friend and in my parents. All the while my boy friend has never asked for a break up, for his own good future should I let him go so that he could find a better and stable woman? He is 40 and I don't want to sabotage his future.
I had several heartaching relationships in my past. I have to tell a little about myself. I come from a Muslim family but during my studies abroad I went for a non Muslim guy and he raped me. Being ashamed of what happened and scared I never told this to anyone. I was sexually assaulted when I was 9 years old and this rape left me wounded.
Later on I dated a guy with whom I dated for 4 years. We got engaged but he was never accepted by my father, the guy slowly got lazy in studying and gradually dropped the idea of marrying me. Things got worse when I got pregnant. He didn't have a plan to be father or to study or to work, he was young and was afraid to be responsible at the time. We had an abortion, and this time I got too sad to remain sexually active. He got upset and forced to have sex, we had and I got pregnant for the second time. Again he was not ready, I was myself unsure and we opted for abortion. After this, I felt as if something broke in my soul, I became a person with guilt and fear. I got afraid of sex and had this trauma that even with contraceptions taken, I hated my body after having sex, I would wash myself for hours and would still feel dirty. The guy became abusive and several times he hit me, later he apologized but then one time when he went to his country (I forgot to mention that we were both on foreign shores, studying in Universities) and never responded well. Later on he told me that he had sex with someone and got her pregnant and would marry her. At that time I graduated and got a job. It was devastating but since I never got his positive replies I let go all. Later on I dated a few guys, it only lasted for 2-3 weeks and honestly it never worked. I never found someone who would be interested in more than sex, so I remained honest and went solo.
I kept doing my job when in Jan 2008 I got to meet a French Morocan (a Muslim) guy on Facebook who used to be senior in post graduate where my friends were studying. He came to visit in Jan 2008 and with other friends I also happened to meet him. His stay was as short as 10 days and in those 10 days he asked me to marry him and asked me to get him introduced to my family. I liked him as a person but it was all too soon for me. He was very expressive and romantic, he used to send flowers, medicines, love letters, calls all the way from France. He just joined teaching in University there and had only 12 hours of teaching per week. I have been banker in Japan and it was a tough schedule for me. I only had 4 hours of sleep per day because I was preparing for exams, which were compulsory to continue my work. I couldn't send enough flowers, gifts, love letters, emails, couldn't chat for long hours (Japan and France have good time difference) and in result, the French guy became sour. He would get nervous and would fought blaming me of playing games. I described the situation and my work demands, he never worked in same situation and he never could accept the fact. During my crucial exams he decided to visit me and I asked him not to because I was busy preparing for the exam while giving 100% at work. He said he is coming to uplift my morals but he got very angry when I remained stuck with my books. He expected us to have sex but I was too stressed to even think of sex. He went disappointed and later complained a lot. I was having a lot of stress at work, my boss ( a lady) was torturing me on daily basis. One day I had enough and I told this French guy that I couldn't commit to long distance relationship, he was very upset. All this happened in between Jan2008-April 2008, it was all very short.
Afterwards I remained single and due to my tough work routine I never had enough energy to get dressed and meet new people. Living each day through piles of files was taking all my attention. Then I met this American guy in Oct 2009. He was amazing. He was the guy who understood me very well. I was extremely happy. When he proposed me, it was unbelievable. We were going all well till May 2010. In Jan 2010 I was given promotion and extra charge, which increased work load. I was working with foreign desk which due to time difference made me work till 11 oclock each night. I did all that from Jan to May but in May I collapsed. I started to faint on my way to work. I went for check up but nothing was diagnosed. In April 2010 I felt myself uncomy with sunlight, with people, with sounds/noises, with food, my motivation level decreased, it became all hard to even get dressed for work. Then in May 2010 I was having a lot of aggression, after work I used to get frustrated and would empty myself on my boy friend. He remained calm and supportive but I got worse. I also visited my parents in my home country in Jan 2010 and they asked me to marry some one at home, I never got to tell them about my boy friend because my father was not having good time health wise and my mother feared that my talking to him would give him a heart attack.
In May 2010 my body got weird, I wasn't able to breath from time to time, I had loose stomach all the time, had fever for a couple of times, and on top I was crying day and night for petty reasons. My boy friend insisted that we go and see a therapist or a psychiatrist, we did both and they said I have depression due to over work. My psychiatrist told my company to let me go on sick leave for at least 3 months and I had sick leave. I never rested like that before and I got insecure being 1)depressed and 2)on sick leave. I would see people going to work and enjoying their weekends, I got more insecure. Then I became dependent on my boy friend, asking him to reassure me that he loves me. He then told me that he had enough and I am ruining the relationship, I then decided to come to my parents for rest and to give him some space. He did not want me to go back but I left for my country. At home people did not know the whole story so as soon as I landed, my parents flooded my with suitors for arrange marriage. My father would ask me again and again to marry and then I told my boy friend that I am going to tell my father about him so that he would know that I have someone special in my life. My boy friend agreed. I told my father. To my surprise he agreed. I was totally surprised but extremely happy. Since my boy friend is not Muslim, my father added a condition that he converts. My boy friend never had trouble converting so he said that in future he will. Later on, my father expected that my boy friend would set a date for marriage but my boy friend told me that I went home to get well and not to plan a wedding. I was stupid and I took my father's side and accused my boy friend of not being supportive or loving. We fought badly many times over emails and phone calls. My boy friend did become less romantic during my absence. He himself has a tough work situation so I don't want to blame him for that. My depression got worse and worse. Now, in August my father has told me to dump my boy friend and to agree to marry the guy he chooses for me. He thinks that I should stay in my country and pursue a home. My boy friend on the other hand has gone so bitter, he tells me that I have been unstable and I lack confidence in our relationship. He said that let the marriage follow itself and not to be desperate about it. I am now doing much better but my boy friend can't believe me because what he remembers is that a month ago I was a drama queen.
Since I am home (in my country) I have become more aware of my religion. My thoughts on sex have gone strict and I talk like this, "I shouldnt have sex before marriage, it is a terrible sin"... actually it is considered as sin. I fear that my boy friend will never marry me and I will be left with wounded heart like previous times. Then I fear that he might just want sex in me and would dump me later, saying I was never fit. Therefore I have told him that I don't want to have sex anymore. My boy friend says that sex is the last thing he wants to argue with his partner. Before he used to even say that I would be a good mother and now he is saying that he can't plan for children at the moment. We are still together, my family thinks that I have dumped him on their say. My family might be right when they say that my boy friend is not serious in marrying me, and I might be right saying that I am afraid of bitter heartache, but my boy friend is also right when he says that he can't think of marriage with a depressed, paranoid and unstable person. Do you think I should continue this relationship or not? Have I caused too much damage to assure my boy friend that I am getting better and will be stable? I have recently thought of omitting sex out of our relationship because 1)due to my religion... 2)to see if my boy friend really loves me or just remains with me for sex. This would not be tolerated by my boy friend. I got number 2) as a fear because recently my boy friend has told me that sex is good but I am not easy going and not stable. I fear that he would dump me for those reasons after he had enough of sex.
Right now the situation is that I barely mail him, unless there is a necessity. My boy friend also never writes me unless there is a necessity. My parents are looking to set me for arrange marriage. I am doing better depression wise but my insecurity that I might loose my boy friend is not over yet. I wished that he would have remained supportive after I flew to my country. I have complains that he was harsh on me. What should I do? I don't know doing what will improve trust level in my boy friend and in my parents. All the while my boy friend has never asked for a break up, for his own good future should I let him go so that he could find a better and stable woman? He is 40 and I don't want to sabotage his future.