Hello everyone!
I'll try to make this short, but still explain my situation clearly.
So I'm in a bit of a difficult home situation. My brother passed away around a year and a half ago, leaving behind an (at the time) 4 month old. I won't talk about the mother at this time. My parents got custody, I stayed home to live-in nanny. I gave up regular work basically to do this. I am paid for my time, it works well for everyone involved.
I am in a 6+ year relationship. He lives with us as well. The house is plenty big, and he does yard work and such and has a good relationship with my stepfather.
However psychologically speaking this current place is very unhealthy for me. I was preened from a very young age that success looks a certain way, and anything outside of that is wrong.
For instance, I didn't know what I wanted to do yet after high school. My mother forced me into college, "if you don't go the next semester, I'm never helping you with college." Of course with pressure so high my grades slipped and I dropped out. In the future when I wanted to go back, "I've wasted enough money on your education." It's just a mess, and I don't personally think she's evil or anything; she's just another chain in the link of learned ideals. "Brainwashed" as I feel you would all understand my saying.
Now because of this upbringing, I've been terrified of everything out of the ordinary my entire life. And yet I've always fantasized of running away and going on an adventure, trying something new.
I feel like I've even been too afraid to really break out of my relationship, and I'm really concerned that maybe I'm just staying in it because I'm afraid of the change. He's a nice guy, an accountant, gradually working his way towards a better paying job. He's actually finishing up his second year where he is, it'll look good on the resume of course.
But I'm just not happy. He fits into my family but I don't think we fit together. I don't think I fit with my parents either. I just feel so ready for change.
I dropped the bomb on him last week that I wanted to try vanlife. I said even if we did it for a year to try something new, we could save our down payment for a house while we did it. I have a list of ideas for things for me to do to bring in money, as well as being okay with working odd jobs along the way.
He wasn't very receptive.
I talked to my stepdad about helping me fix up a van. He said he would but I can tell he fears for me. I'm afraid to ever talk to my mom about it, she would hate it.
I'm afraid of breaking up with the bf and doing it alone. I'm afraid of staying in a relationship with and traveling with someone who may very well hate the entire thing. I'm afraid of disappointing everyone. I'm just generally afraid.
I just wanted to talk to you about it. Maybe my story would resonate with one of you.
Thank you.
P.S. - The Nanny situation with my nephew would be fine without me so long as I gave a month notice before I left. So that isn't a factor holding me back.
I'll try to make this short, but still explain my situation clearly.
So I'm in a bit of a difficult home situation. My brother passed away around a year and a half ago, leaving behind an (at the time) 4 month old. I won't talk about the mother at this time. My parents got custody, I stayed home to live-in nanny. I gave up regular work basically to do this. I am paid for my time, it works well for everyone involved.
I am in a 6+ year relationship. He lives with us as well. The house is plenty big, and he does yard work and such and has a good relationship with my stepfather.
However psychologically speaking this current place is very unhealthy for me. I was preened from a very young age that success looks a certain way, and anything outside of that is wrong.
For instance, I didn't know what I wanted to do yet after high school. My mother forced me into college, "if you don't go the next semester, I'm never helping you with college." Of course with pressure so high my grades slipped and I dropped out. In the future when I wanted to go back, "I've wasted enough money on your education." It's just a mess, and I don't personally think she's evil or anything; she's just another chain in the link of learned ideals. "Brainwashed" as I feel you would all understand my saying.
Now because of this upbringing, I've been terrified of everything out of the ordinary my entire life. And yet I've always fantasized of running away and going on an adventure, trying something new.
I feel like I've even been too afraid to really break out of my relationship, and I'm really concerned that maybe I'm just staying in it because I'm afraid of the change. He's a nice guy, an accountant, gradually working his way towards a better paying job. He's actually finishing up his second year where he is, it'll look good on the resume of course.
But I'm just not happy. He fits into my family but I don't think we fit together. I don't think I fit with my parents either. I just feel so ready for change.
I dropped the bomb on him last week that I wanted to try vanlife. I said even if we did it for a year to try something new, we could save our down payment for a house while we did it. I have a list of ideas for things for me to do to bring in money, as well as being okay with working odd jobs along the way.
He wasn't very receptive.
I talked to my stepdad about helping me fix up a van. He said he would but I can tell he fears for me. I'm afraid to ever talk to my mom about it, she would hate it.
I'm afraid of breaking up with the bf and doing it alone. I'm afraid of staying in a relationship with and traveling with someone who may very well hate the entire thing. I'm afraid of disappointing everyone. I'm just generally afraid.
I just wanted to talk to you about it. Maybe my story would resonate with one of you.
Thank you.
P.S. - The Nanny situation with my nephew would be fine without me so long as I gave a month notice before I left. So that isn't a factor holding me back.