Dumped4dog Posted April 7, 2019 Share Posted April 7, 2019 Long story short, my boyfriend and I of almost 2 years recently broke up. We had some relationship issues we had been working on, him with depression, me with wanting a commitment from him to a stronger future. I wasn’t asking for a ring or kids, just more time growing together because his depression often led to marathons of video gaming and countless nights of me begging for his attention or to talk at the minimum. I put maximum effort into our relationship, but felt like I continued to fall short. I desperately tried to find things to bring him back to life and finally got him to agree to volunteering at our local non-kill animal shelter, walking dogs for a few hours on the weekends. I thought this was the answer, finding something that brought him happiness, that we would do TOGETHER. I’m a genius. Two days in, he decides he NEEDS this pitbull. He has bonded with it and it is his answered prayer. He needs this dog to be happy. Keep in mind, I have an older frail dog who actually needed surgery at this time. I was insanely uncomfortable with the situation but STILL went as far as a meet and greet with the dogs to see if there was a chance... in other words, I always kept an open mind because I loved him, even though my gut was saying something was off. At the meet and greet, the dogs didn’t do wonderfully. The pitbull tried to hump my dog and went to playfully bite her neck, still too much for an older dog to safely handle. The trainers at the meet and greet unanimously agreed it wasn’t “a good fit” for the time being. They also said my boyfriend and I need to be in agreement over the dog, where my boyfriend responds “she’s not my wife, why does her opinion matter.” Ouch. Now, we are 28 and 31, this isn’t like a teenage love where it wasn’t anything serious. We lived together and had talked about marriage and kids multiple times and something about him making this commitment to a dog he’s known for 2 days and screwing over me and MY dog that he claimed to love as his own just SUCKED. So I told him I want him to be happy and if he needs the dog to be happy. Get the dog. I accepted it because all along, all I wanted was for him to be happy. Problem is. I moved out. It’s been about 3 weeks now. And regret is setting in. He wants me back and knows exactly what to say to get me back. My heart obviously still feels for him, but my head is saying not a chance. He claims he would do ANYTHING to get us back, other than lose the dog of course (I wouldn’t want that either, being a complete animal lover). But we LIVED together. And I can’t just return to normal life when my dog isn’t able to be in the same room. He says if I loved him, I’d find a way to make it work. But I don’t get it because he KNEW the outcome of his actions. He knew the consequence. And now he realizes what he lost and will do anything to repair it, which is all I wanted all along, his efforts. Again, my head and my heart are at war with each other. I think I have to stick with my head, but I’d like to hear some other opinions because I’m confused. Link to comment
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