Is there hope for us or should I just cut my losses?
My boyfriend of a year got a job on the rigs in a camp. The first time he was out, he called and text all the time. The second time, he text everyday, but called once a week. Now he is half way threw his 3rd hitch. He always texts me first thing in the morning to say something sweet, he would text me threw out the day, BUT its at the end of his shift, when I have time to talk (I work too) that really gets me going and last night hurt, allot.
He would call me after his shift and dinner, talk to me for 6 minutes with his rig boys around, sober, and come up with an excuse to let me go. No asking how I'm doing, what's going on, I miss you. Just his stuff then lets me go. Then he would say he will call back. He always does, but drunk as a skunk and he has me on the phone and is to busy paying attention to them or he calls back super late and passes out on me. Last night he called again, drunk and loud. I didn't say a word and he knew I was mad. He said to me, and I quote "Baby, this is my life now, I live here and come down and visit you." Then he said he would call me back later to say goodnight and he loved me. 2 am rolled by, I'm in bed, the phone rings and its him. He called to tell me the stupid stuff they did and that he thinks he's going to puke. Then passes out on me. I told him I was upset. That I just want one call that's longer then 6 minutes, where I can have his full attention and he's not drunk. He said tomorrow and then fell asleep. I hung up. Couldn't even say good bye.
Today, not one text. Hes acting like he's mad at me! For what, for being upset that I'm not his life anymore, I'm just a port side girl.
And the worst is my birthday is coming up, and all he can talk about is his birthday two months from now. He missed last year, even forgot to call. This year he's going to do the same.
I don think he loves me anymore, he does all this stuff to show me there isn't any love or respect, but then there are other things. My son went into the hospital last week. I called to let him know, he started driving down to be my support. When he's here, he's Mr Perfect and when he isn't drinking around those guys, he's a wonderful man. I don't know what to do?
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Thanks. I agree no one should ever be second best or second choice. It hurts but at the same time it is a reminder that we all put ourselves there and the burn is when someone you love does it. It was a huge eye opener and yes I am sure he does care for me somewhere in his little head but you are right. I can't sit around and be happy like this. I need so much more. A long distance relationship is one thing, but when you're the only one in the relationship and its long distance is another. I just have to do it. I just have to let him have his drunken night with his friends. And I have to find my life again. I do love him and for some reason I give in everything we talk. If I have a concern or need to talk something out about us or something he has done he flips and somehow its my fault for not being supportive. I end up crying and begging and in the end, I did nothing wrong. Im not happy with 6 minute calls, drunken late night calls and 7 days where I have to do more!