Hi everyone. I’m in a tough spot still.
In the last few weeks I’ve worked really hard on a contract and finished it, but now I’m fighting for payment and I am hoping that resolves quickly. My living situation is still precarious. I’m able to remain where I am for the time being, but I’ve come to realize there are ways the housemate/landlord acts that leave me on edge or taken for granted. I’m trying to graciously move through it because I think our mutual friends and broader social circle does not need drama, and I truly think our connection would be far more neutral if not for this.
I may have an option to live in a different friend’s house next year. Someone I know owns a house here but is trying to get a contract to move to the US to be closer to a serious partner, in which case he’d rather not leave his house standing empty. It would be a really great deal for everyone if it works out, but there’s nothing on paper yet so I can’t rest on that just yet. I’m trying to be hopeful and I’m just sweating bullets about my last two invoices because I need it for rent.
My ex contacted me via email yesterday. I don’t know how to feel about it. He’s had time to mull things over and did apologize for ‘taking three months to work out what he needed’ and expressed regret, said he wouldn’t contact me again unless I responded. He said he missed the good parts of our relationship but felt he had to be alone. I am sad because it feels like another misguided attempt to let himself off the hook, even if he ended it with wishing me ‘peace and healing.’ I can’t ever trust this person again, and I’m aware that nothing in the email was an actual invitation to a discussion, so I just haven’t responded.
The pressure of everything makes me want to crack. In my hopeful dreams, my friend gets his job and gets to move, I get to live in his place (I love the area he’s in and I’d finally get some time and space to just exist with my cats), and my career takes off and is decently compensated. I would like to find a partner who loves me enough to build a life with me, not just go on endless escapist escapades. I’m lonely and scared but I’m trying.