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Confusing Conflict of Desire

I really can't seem to make up my mind on what I really want what I want is so different than what I need.1

He can't be there for me all the time not even half the time, I want him to be available all the time but the truth is I can't give him hundered percent of my time.2

I have my daughter who needs me most of the day, I have my writings and my solitary time which is very important for me. the problem is the conflict is within myself not with him. I just don't like the way he said it to me espcially about expenses.3


That he would pay me my expenses but if I need to be extravagant it would be from my money, I mean how on earth do a man say that to the woman he wants to marry. He said don't want you to cook for me festival food anything would do even a piece of cheese. I know exactly what he meant, he meant that the money he will give me for my expenses don't need to go on food for him this way I will not need to ask him for more. That sure proves what kind of a marriage this was going to be. I know I can do a lot better than that.

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