Hi all. Long time lurker, first time poster. This seems like a good a crowd as any to weigh in with some relationship advice, so let’s dive right in!
I am a 21-year old girl dating a 24-year old Australian. I met him when he was on exchange in the US, then I went to Australia for a semester, then he came back to the states to do a master’s degree while I finish my undergraduate. My life is basically a romantic comedy. We’ve been together 3 years. We’re both going to graduate next May, and the plan is to move to Australia together. I love Australia, think it would be a great adventure, and think I will be able to get in to grad school there or find a job for a few years. I really want to go to medical school, but it’s too expensive to do that in Aus without residency status, which would take a few years to get.
This guy is great. He’s kind, sweet, loving, giving, generous, and the sex is pretty good. Anyway, I think this guy will make a great husband and father - one day. Here’s the problem… I’m kind of freaking out at the idea of spending eternity together. We’ve lived together for the last 2 years and I already feel like I’ve missed some of the college experience due to that, but I have gotten a lot of wonderful things from it too. But lately when he gets all handsy and tries to kiss me, it just annoys me and I want space.
My uncle and aunt died suddenly this summer, and my sister has cervical cancer that has metastasized into her brain. There’s not really any coming back from that, and the last year has been a painful exercise in watching her die. All through this, my Aussie has been wonderful, supportive, loving, and just great. We don’t ever really have stimulating conversations any more (think a 10 hour roadtrip in relative silence… I don’t know if he even has opinions), though. He doesn’t read any books and it kind of bothers me. I ran in to my ex boyfriend on campus a few weeks ago and have been wondering intensely about the road not taken since then.
I don’t know if these doubts and questions will go away, ever, and I don’t want to end up married with a big question mark in my head. But maybe these doubts are normal? I don’t want to break up with such an amazing person only to discover that I’m always going to have doubts. Or, worse, break up to discover that there isn’t anybody I’m compatible with around when I do want to settle down. What if this is the best there is? Why am I being such an asshole here? I just wish there was a way to put him on hold for 5 years while I go have my youth. I wish we would have met when I was 27.
Part of me just wants to have my own space, go live with my girlfriends, and travel when I graduate before I try to get in to med school. If we do break up, how can I do it in the least assholish way possible? I know he wants to marry me, but maybe some time apart would be good? Oh, I forgot to add we share a car, a bed, and a lease, so breaking up now (a quarter of the way into the academic semester) is going to be tough.
I think we agreed today to take some time apart, but just physically, not from the relationship. I’m going to stay with some friends for a few nights and try to get some perspective. I am really an asshole.