Though my boyfriend and I are in the states, we're still seven hundred miles apart, practically an entire ocean. Again, though this is domestic within the states, I feel like the members on this forum might understand what I'm trying to get at.
I recently moved to D.C. from Dallas for university. Before my boyfriend and I got together, I was so excited for the move, but since we got together that excitement has dwindled because it meant I would be leaving him behind. I was sadder than I felt I should have been at the airport, about to start over in a brand new place. I'll see him again in May so I find myself "counting down the weeks." It is especially painful when I'm about to sleep, missing him while thinking to myself, "in May, just a few weeks. It's not forever."
I'm surrounded by different types of people here, which is good, but my roommate is from Maryland, about forty-five minutes away, and is always on the phone with her significant other. Though my other and I have kept the relationship "open," emotionally I feel taken and even though I am surrounded by so many people, I feel lonely because of it. At the worst of it, usually at night, I feel lonely and bitter, and therefore I start wishing my time here, in a brand-new city, away.
Can anyone here make sense of what I'm talking about? I feel like I would be happier if I hadn't found someone before I left and thus would be appreciating my time here as a young student in D.C. and not wishing it away so that May can come sooner. I hope that this is relevant. Saying this sort on the internet is out of the norm for me...
