It's one of those days. One of those days where a bubble bath and a few gallons of whiskey seem like a pretty good solution. Sadly, my bathroom does not currently have a door so the bath is a no go, I'm settling for beer and an upset blog post. My beau and I are not doing well. As I told you, he's still in Boston for the summer while I am here in NYC and to be truthful he is not very happy. We've been together for 2 years and by no fault of our own they have been 2 of the most difficult years of both our lives. He is more or less wed to his baby restaurant and I have been in 2 rather difficult years of school, but we've made it through and have been lucky enough to be able to lean on each other.
This summer however is proving a more difficult trial than expected. He is unhappy with his subletter, he is working far too much and not making much money and he feels like he has no friends because he has been so wed to the restaurant that he hasn't had time for them in the past two years and now they have moved or have new friends. Meanwhile, as I believe it is clear from my posts, I am loving New York. I have wonderful friends, a job i enjoy and a city I simply can't get enough of. I would love to share this with him but instead, every time I tell him about the fun I'm having he seems more distant and more resentful. This of course leads to me not wanting to talk to him, which leads to yet more trouble.
As I've said, I don't know how to reconcile the fact that in the coming year I will graduate and will need to begin looking into my career and where that will take me. I want to be in New York, he needs to be in Boston. I suppose it's best that I'm figuring this all out now, but still, it's messing with my head and ripping out my heart. Any kind words, advice, encouragement or cold adult beverages are welcome.
What I'm Listening To:
Troubled Waters- Cat Power