… he refuses to travel to you for the first time.
Storytime, way back when I was single and getting in touch with prospective dates, a guy in the US fell head over his heels for me. There were so many HV traits but the one thing that was concerning was the two different continents. So, I had more job security and flexibility to move. Ultimately if things work out, I get to move to the US to make around half a million dollars per annum. But that never happened. Why?
We are both from the same visa-needing country of origin. And, as common sense dictates, he owes to pay me the first visit. I was ready to meet him in a nearby city, if he could make it. That never happened. Come to my city even though he loves the place and always wanted to visit. Nope, didn’t do it. Meet halfway in a Middle Eastern city. Nope. Come to my city in our country of origin. He wanted to meet somewhere that suited both of us to travel. There was always a catch. Was he saving time or money, I ask myself. Doesn’t matter because your future husband should man up and go to the girl he likes, right?
So, what did I do? Grey rock this lump of a man. Full props to my family for standing by me. Yes, our families knew. In hindsight, probably dodged a bullet because I met my husband not long after this. Lesson learnt, boundaries are important ladies. Don’t let them tell you otherwise.
Abso fucking lutely!