I was in a 5 year relationship that was ass. It was my fault. I got lazy. I cheated. I lied constantly to avoid arguments. I didn’t own my shit. Kept relapsing, I didn’t care anymore. All the while I still lived like I was single. I was RP throughout but applied to everything but my GF In a sense. I didn’t even want to try to make things better. I realized that unless I killed the puppy I wasn’t going to change. I kicked her out.
It was the first day of the rest of my life. When I say my life went a total 180 in a month I mean total. I don’t know what really lit a fire under my ass but whatever it was and it had been here ever single.
I’d say I finally found my mission and my fulfillment and attention became absorbed in that rather than drugs and getting women.
From that month I left my job to go to a new career. I Love working with my hands. I love building shit. I love learning. And I love money. I got an opportunity to go to school for HVAC (all paid for) this is something I have always wanted to not only learn but eventually start my own business in. In the meantime I got hired for a guy I always wanted to work for making Great money and learning how to build houses from scratch. Again another thing I’ve always wanted to learn how to do because I want to flip house in the near future. I literally jump out of bed in the morning to go to work. Much like I used to jump out of bed when I knew I was going to cope drugs from my dealer. It is the first time I have found fulfillment in something other than women and drugs.
I was living in a mansion a place I really couldn’t afford and was renting. I moved the fuck out and in with a buddy (not ideal but it’s a strategic sacrifice to save money for a house and get out of debt)
I won’t go much further into the other shit I have been doing because that’s not what this is about.
I have a new girl now and this is the best relationship I ever had. She literally follows everything. I lead. She follows. I handle everything. She messages me everyday saying how grateful she is. That I’m everything she never even knew she wanted. I can’t even go to the store to get milk without getting my dick sucked. This shit works.
TL;DR and my question:
I’m wondering am I shooting myself in the foot here by setting the bar this high? I mean I literally have been applying everything to this new relationship that besides my financial situation. I have everything so on point. My girl is in bliss. I’m jacked. I’m firm. I have boundaries. I make plans I set dates. I provide tons of comfort. I have a mission. I have goals. I make a list of them everyday. I don’t sleep or stop till everything is done. I work my ass off. She feeds off my drive and she becomes motivated herself. I know she and most all women never experienced this. (Including me) But...
Will there come a time now where this will become expected of me to a point where I almost can’t do any more to “up the ante” and I’ll be continuing busting my ass and almost get burnt out?