Everything Went Wrong When We Moved In Together

I couldn’t keep my hands off her when we first started dating. It was like a force bigger than me was at work. She wasn’t my first woman but it sure felt that way. Morning, afternoon, evening, she was on my mind. And thoughts of her always left me hard and wanting her.......CONTINUE READING THE ARTICLE FROM THE SOURCE>>>>>

That first month was crazy. We were like rabbits in mating season. She wanted it as much as I craved it. The good news was that we matched perfectly. One person did not feel inconvenienced by the other’s appetite.

It was also during that first month that she had issues with her rent. She was always at my place anyway. If anything, I felt she wasn’t even there enough. So while she was figuring out what to do with her rent I suggested, “Why don’t you move in with me?”

She asked if I was sure and I said, “Why not? I love having you in my space. And you are here all the time. The difference won’t be much.”

She agreed, “It’s true, we work perfectly together. What could possibly go wrong?”

The answer to that question, if you ask me now, is everything. Everything goes wrong when you move in together as a couple. I wish I had known this before letting my girlfriend move in with me.

Before taking this step, I would see posts saying nothing speeds up the breakup process faster than a couple moving together. Each time I saw them, I laughed and kept scrolling. These days I secretly agree to them before moving on to the next post.

The moment she moved in, we started having problems we didn’t have when we were not living together. I understand that we are different people from different backgrounds. The way I live and do my things is different from the way she lives her life. That’s fine with me.

It’s just that I am the type of person who likes to talk through things. If we can’t agree on something, let’s sit and talk about it. I made you angry? Tell me my faults and let me apologize. If you do something I don’t like, you will definitely know because I will talk.

I am a big believer that communication is how we marry our differences and live peacefully. When I tried this with my girlfriend for a month, she got tired of me. She said, “All you do is complain. Can I have some peace please?”

Well, I didn’t want to keep disturbing her peace. I learned to keep quiet as a result of this. Even when I was unhappy about something, I spoke nothing of it. I started internalizing all my displeasure in the name of peace.

With all our problems going on, intimacy declined greatly. However, whenever we got to it there were always fireworks. I could always count on that until something happened in February.

I was inside her when I went soft. I hadn’t finished nor did she do anything to put me off. I just went completely soft in her.

I couldn’t explain it but nothing I did to bring myself back worked. In the end, I had to apologize, “I assure you that this has never happened. I think it’s the stress.”

After that night, I went to the hospital for check-up. After explaining what happened to the doctor, she also assured me that I was fine. “Just monitor your stress level going forward,” she advised.

After I went home, I didn’t go near her. Rather, I chose to work on my lifestyle and make sure I was fit before I would initiate anything again.

While I was taking this break I ended up meeting up with my ex-girlfriend. I didn’t plan to but I slept with her.

I felt bad about cheating but also, I felt relieved. It only meant my prowess had been restored. So when we were having a happy moment together, I initiated intimacy.

Everything was going smoothly. She was ready for action and so was I. Nonetheless, I went soft the moment I tried to enter her “palace.”

The doctors say I am fine. My most recent tryst with my ex also suggests I am up and functioning. I only go soft when I’m with my girlfriend. Does that mean she is the problem? If it does, how do I resolve it? This is someone I am living with. I don’t want it to get to a point where I would have to explain my inability to get it up.

– Gabriel