Hello, to men who chose to pursue something else and had to end the relationship with their girlfriend, was there ever a regret? Was it worth it?
To men who chose to pursue something else that costed your relationship to end, how are you now?
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Hello, to men who chose to pursue something else and had to end the relationship with their girlfriend, was there ever a regret? Was it worth it?
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I’ve ended a couple of relationships because, when the subject of kids came up, we were incompatible and in order to pursue a child-free lifestyle, the relationship had to end.
Fulfilled my dreams and found a new woman. No regrets.
Costed?
Do you actually mean: caused?
I did the break thing twice to one gal to explore options. We met young and started as fun with an end date. Total opposites and the typical bad boy rich hottie dynamics. First time still hooked up and saw others. Second time not contact. It took a bit but realized comparison is a thief of joy and the others only compared look wise. I learned what I had after it was lost. Luckily for me she broke no contact and it was like we did not skip a beat. She eventually asked me to marry and I said yes. 30 years together with two breaks and I am still a happy mother fucker. It was worth it just for the fact it made me sure of what I wanted and where to put my effort.
I’ll preface by saying that looking back, the relationship was already doomed at that point. We simply weren’t accepting it yet. That being said…
…my interest in pursuing a personal dream of doing stand-up comedy was something that pushed her over the edge. She just was not supportive at all, she wouldn’t say “No,” but her tone and body language made it clear she didn’t want me to.
For other reasons, we eventually called it and the relationship ended. At that point I went all-in on doing comedy. Less than a year later I was already the regular host for my local showcase, I had opened for the likes of Matt Rife and Johnny Taylor Jr. in front of 500+ crowds, I produced and hosted a major comedy festival in Los Angeles; I wasn’t big-time headliner but I was doing well enough that it was truly a thing.
But I look back and realize that one of the core things that were pulling us apart was that I wanted more in life while she wanted to “settle down.” She was becoming more and more a homebody, and that’s fine for people that want that. But she truly resented that I was exploring doing something that made my life bigger.
It was more realizing:
It wasn’t stand-up specifically, it was anything that took my life to a bigger and better place, she was not going to be supportive of.
Again, we split for other reasons, and I would argue far more important and valid reasons. But this was an element that was pretty real and it set a tone for how I viewed the relationship.
I miss the amazing relationship that we used to have, but I don’t miss the relationship that we had at that point.
I chose to pursue my own peace, I’m doing fuckin great. Warhammer, video games, and absolute calm.