Where does one life start and the next one begin?
That’s the question that’s been plaguing me ever since I’ve moved home. I don’t handle large social changes to my life well. I’d have to cut away at the old, in order to prepare for the new. I never seem to move into new situations when most convenient for my sanity. May it be friends or relationships, I tend to reach my limit for both pretty quickly. Then once I depart and move on, it becomes difficult for me to make new friends as my quota is already filled by qualified folks.
Now, I’m not sure what to do.
Specifically, I don’t know what to do about my ex and my current boyfriend. Here’s the abridged version:
Ex from my old school wants me back, after I moved an hour away. I don’t do long distance. Didn’t fly. Nor, did his knowledge of me already dating someone else. Current boyfriend is a godsend. Seriously, read all my blogs about him. He doesn’t like the ex after the way he’s treated me. I tried being friends with the ex. Again, didn’t fly. Countless phone calls and numerous threats later, the ex and I are on (semi) good terms. Talking terms. The darling boyfriend respects my decision, but doesn’t understand why I even bothered.
I’m torn. I have defined their places in my life- no lines will be crossed. The ex will remain the ex, the boyfriend the boyfriend. But, where do I draw the line. When is enough, enough? When does my help become harm? Such is my dilemma.