I hate feeling hurt and stupid.
Background in a nutshell – SO and I have been together about 6 years. He moved in with DD and me 2 yrs ago when I was diagnosed and treated for breast cancer. He is a great guy – treats me and my DD lovingly, is kind, funny, warm, caring. He talks with me (not at me) and tells me daily how much he loves me and how happy he is being with me. Based on his words and actions, I know he is committed to our relationship and expects us to be together the rest of our lives. He was truly a KISA in the best sense of the word. If you were to look up the definition of a great person in the dictionary, his picture would be there.
His was with his exwife for 30years before we met. I was with my WXH for 26.
That being said… In the beginning, he was eager to be married. Not only wasn’t I ready yet, but it wasn’t feasible at the time. Time passes. 2 or 3 years ago I raised the subject. He said “yes, he did see us getting married one day.” Patience is said to be a virtue, so I dropped it and waited. Fast forward to a couple of nights ago. The opportunity arose and I raised the subject of marriage.
The conversation that followed left me feeling hurt and stupid. Hurt because it didn’t go the way I wish it had, stupid because one would imagine that at my age, I would have left silly romantic ideas in the past. What I learned was I still had the dream of being married for love. Ouch.
SO said that he is fully committed to me, to us. He knows that we will get married “one day” but didn’t see it as a priority. In his words, things are going so well with us as they are, why do it? I asked him if he would wanted things to be difficult in order to want to marry and he said, no, no, no. He just thought that since things were going well it wasn’t a priority.
Then he went on to list the pros/cons of getting married. Would taxes be affected? Don’t know. He could be on my medical insurance, hmmm, that had the potential of being a check mark on the positive side for him. I don’t remember right now what the other considerations were. By the time he started detailing them I was (internally) very emotional and was spending most of my energy trying to maintain my composure, which I did.
I asked him what we were waiting for. We’re not getting any younger. I don’t want to get married on my death bed.
Now I’m hurt because I see he views marriage as a business proposition. My stupidly romantic idea of getting married because of “love” has taken a blow. I feel stupid and hurt. I am mature enough to understand that the things he raised do have importance, I had just hoped that this time around love would come first.
In my dreams, I had hoped he would (eventually?) ask me to marry him because HE wanted me to be his wife. Now I’m afraid that if he ever does propose, which may be years down the road if at all, it will be because he feels pressured (I don’t want that) or because it makes good business sense.
I feel like shit.