Fin...the funny (or sad) thing is out of all the people putting pressure on me (my family, her family, friends, etc), she was the one who did it the least. She was great, but I was scared of becoming "immobile" for lack of a better word. It's weird, but I'll try to explain.
My entire life I've had wanderlust, and I never stay in one place too long. Since last year I've been trying to land a contract medic/rn job overseas (middle east), b/c it pays amazingly well and it would afford me the opportunity to save, pay off student loans, and travel--which is what I've wanted more than anything else. I'll be out there sometime this year, but didn't foresee it taking THIS long.
I couldn't be in a relationship where I was overseas for 11/12 months (in Riyadh, or Iraq) and away from her. As it was my jobs here had me away for days already. It wouldn't be fair to her, and my own insecurity of thinking that she'd cheat would drive me insane. Remember that older women I told you I dated in Pittsburgh? I moved out of that city because of her--didn't want to see her when she broke it off.
Long story short, I got scared that I would get chained to one place and become bitter about passing up future opportunities to do the things I've always wanted to do. Totally selfish, but that's me.