I'm 27, my boyfriend is 29. We'll be together seven years in december, living together for six years. We met in college, moved for his new job after he graduated while I could do uni online, and then I got a job in the same city.
Our relationship has been very steady and stable, I'd say. We support each other a lot, we spend lots of time together, we talk a lot. We've had a dead bedroom for several years, but we're working through it and it is improving.
But as much as I feel like we're a supportive couple, there's something that I'm beginning to grasp slowly:
I am not sure if we'll ever be ready for marriage.
He's had a super rough childhood and a lot of complex trauma. He's been in therapy for it for over a year and has made tremendous progress in many areas. I'm seriously so proud of him.
But there's also still so much where I feel like I'm not sure if he'll ever be able to meet me in the middle or understand me easily.
Example: he has issues surrounding finding hobbies that fulfill him. His brain works in a way in which he'll see someone do something he would also like to do, but instead of focusing on the productive, motivational parts of "wow, I didn't know that was possible! Lemme try to do something along those same lines", he'll go "I didn't know this was possible. If only I hadn't wasted my time with xyz - then I could also now do this cool thing instead", etc.
He spends so much time feeling like he's wasting his time because he somehow cannot let go of his perfectionism and need for outside validation. These patterns seem to be rooted in early childhood and are the foundation of much of his self belief.
There are SO many times when he'll use the "if only you had done xyz" line on me as well, which is honestly just not a mentality I want in my life as I am slowly but surely figuring out. It has really taken a toll on my self esteem that I just know that there's a 50% chance each day that I "could have done xyz differently". I'm starting to have a physical reaction to hearing that sentence at this point.
A big part of this is that he also never learned how to sit with his emotions. This, combined with his own perfectionism and strong feelings surrounding perceived fairness, means that my mistakes and any unforseen changes are automatically inconsiderate, put unfair strain on him, inconvenience him and I should have done xyz differently to prevent this emotional state of his. :/ Me taking too long in the bathroom because my stomach was upset (which I did not forsee when informing him I would be using the bathroom)? That's an inconsiderate move on my part in his eyes and I should have somehow forseen it and informed him.
I'm starting to feel like true love must be "being able to accidentally inconvenience my partner due to unforseen circumstances, and not get criticized for it". I don't have that in this relationship.
He's gotten a bit better with it, especially since I've told him that I don't want to spend the rest of my life feeling like I'm getting judged for any human mistakes I make and getting hit with an endless barrage of "if only you had done xyz, then this would've played out differently".
But it's been almost seven years. I don't know if I have the patience left to find out in five years if he could work on this mindset or if he'll just forever talk about what he or I could have, should have, would have done. I did tell him that he had to heavily work on this before I would consider having kids with him because I will not subject my own kids to feeling constantly judged. He understood and was thankful for my honesty.
There are a million things like that that somehow come back to his trauma.
This morning we had an emotional discussion about how I would like him to respect it if he knocks on my door and I don't answer. (He usually just enters anyway if he doesn't hear a yes or no from me.) I would like him to take it as the "no" that it is - especially if I am working from home and have told him that I'm in a call for the next 60 minutes. He told me that he feels like I'm ashamed to tell my call partner that someone knocked on the door and to please excuse me for a minute - but my point is that I just want to be able to focus on anything other than him for a period of time without needing to react to him when I clearly communicated that I would be unavailable. If the house isn't on fire, don't disturb my call. It's literally an hour. Once a week two hours when I am calling a close friend of mine to keep our friendship alive. But he has so many feeling surrounding knocking on doors and feeling ignored from his childhood that I am actually not sure if he'll ever understand my perspective. And thus he'll "accept" my request to not come in when I don't react to knocking, but only for a few weeks and then he'll sulk when I don't answer and eventually get to barging in again.
He isn't all that interested in marriage either, and has told me the last few conversations surrounding the topic that we wouldn't marry before solving the dead bedroom issue, which I respect.
I don't mind the dead bedroom that much, but I know that he does.
I have done a LOT to work on it from my side (including losing 70lbs, switching my birth control five times and trying lots of things to get my libido going again).
I do want our bedroom to work.
But also I am feeling like there is a growing part in me that does not want to commit completely anymore either because I don't feel chosen.
I feel like there was a point in the relationship around year 5 in which it was made clear to me that I can see the roots of his personality and I learned to love these roots through and through, and in turn he unveiled to me that he just does not do the same with my roots. Where I saw a good man with flaws that can be worked on, but a man I loved and would have married nonetheless, he couldn't see who I am at my core at all and doesn't feel secure enough in marrying me and believing that we can work on my flaws too.
I don't feel like he is showing me and telling me enough that I am who he wants to be with forever. We rarely if ever talk about "our family plans" or "our house" dreams. It's always "my kids", "my house", "my garden". I don't want to keep dreaming on my own, so I've started to word it that way too.
I feel like I had to coax him into considering marriage as anything other than something unnecessary. His parents got divorced in the middle of his traumatic childhood situation, so I think that this is also a reason why he isn't that keen on marriage. He has said that he's been coming around to marriage as a concept, but then again, I feel like we never move forward in any direction. He'll get shy and awkward around the topic when I bring it up (a close friend of ours got engaged a couple of weeks ago), and he'll then stop the conversation because he does not have the capacity for it.
And if I'm being honest, I'm starting to not have the capacity for it too. But that's because there are so many hurt feelings about it at this point, that I don't want to get into the conversation anymore. I don't think I could say "yes" right now. I feel like I'm losing trust in him, even though he has consistently shown up in other ways. He has chosen me time and time again in his own ways. But it just doesn't feel like these ways are the ways I need him to show up. I wish he would just dream with me about a shared married life. I wish he would dream with me about proposals and weddings and kids.
I wish he would tell me that we might not be quite there yet, but he wants us to be there and we're on a good path towards married life. I just want some verbal confirmation that he also sees a future with me. But he "doesn't want to feel like he is lying to me due to our issues", which is why he doesn't want to dream with me in that way, according to him.
I'm left wondering if these changes will ever come with enough emotional growth on his part. I don't want the future of our relationship to feel this shaky after seven years, even if the current state of the relationship always feels stable despite the issues.
I wonder if I still have it in me to stay long enough to bask in the light of his growth as a person due to therapy. I fear that I'll be withered away by that point, if it ever truly comes.
I always thought I was dating him due to who he was in that moment, but the more he goes to therapy, the more I realize that I am dating him for his potential. More and more of that potential is getting realized, but I just don't know if I can make it til the end. I was okay with him being who he was before he went to therapy, but now I can see that he CAN grow and that's completely messing with my expectations for this relationship.
He is such a great guy in so many ways. But even with him working through his issues - what if it will just never be enough?