Love-Drama

He’s already working full-time while I’m still in school. Lately, he’s been doing overtime almost every day because he wants to earn more money. I understand that, but he only has about two hours for me each day. He leaves for work at 7 a.m. and gets home around 8 p.m. I usually go to bed at 10 p.m. We live together, and sometimes I wake up at 3–4 a.m. just to look at him while he’s sleeping — or I play around and tease him a bit.
I’m trying to understand him, but he really loves money. I saw some videos on TikTok where girls said they couldn’t stand being with men who are too focused on work — and some guys only realize what they lost when the girl is gone.
I’m scared that one day I’ll reach that point too.
On his days off, he mostly sleeps. We hardly have time together. I support him in everything — I even bought him a phone, things he needs, and I try to be there for him. I just wish he’d spend a little more time with me.
He says he works overtime so he’ll have money to take me traveling.
But I told him I don’t need that — I’d rather he just come home after work and sit with me while we sell things online. That alone would make me happy.
I know I might sound childish, but I just want his time.
He used to travel with his ex, but those trips left him in debt. He had to borrow money just to take her places. I don’t want that. I just want us — not luxury, just time together.
How can I understand him better? Am I being unreasonable?
Hey love — take a breath with me, just for a moment. Put your shoulders down, unclench your jaw, and let your heart know it’s allowed to speak. I’m going to talk to you like a friend who sits on the couch with you at 10 p.m., shoes off, hair messy, no judgment. You’re not “too much.” You’re not unreasonable. You’re a human in love who wants time — and that is the most ordinary, sacred, beautifully human thing to want.
I’m going to walk you through this slowly and kindly: why you feel what you feel, what might be happening in his world, how to talk so he can truly hear you, how to build connection in tiny, doable pieces, and how to protect your heart if nothing changes. We’ll also make a simple 30–60–90-day plan, set a few practical rituals, and draft some messages you can copy-paste (because brains go blank in real time). Most of all, I’m going to keep reminding you: you’re not asking for a yacht — you’re asking for his evening. And that matters.
There’s a special kind of loneliness that happens next to someone, not away from them. You live together. You can hear his keys at the door, smell the detergent on his shirt, feel the mattress dip when he lies down — and still feel invisible. That emptiness inside the presence? There’s nothing childish about it. It’s your nervous system noticing what’s missing: attention, play, warmth, unhurriedness.
You’re not mad at his ambition. You’re not allergic to hard work. You’re grieving the loss of “us” time — the shared jokes, the “tell me about your day,” the silly teasing at 9:47 p.m. that turns two people into teammates. When you wake at 3–4 a.m. to look at him or to playfully poke him awake, that’s your heart trying to salvage intimacy in the only quiet hours left. It’s sweet; it’s also a sign that your relationship is living on crumbs of time.
Please keep this sentence close: needing time is not the same as being “needy.” It’s a legitimate attachment need, like needing water when you’re thirsty. If a plant kept wilting, no one would accuse it of being dramatic. They would water it.
It sounds like he equates love with providing. Many men (not all, but many) are taught — by culture, family, even their own self-talk — that their worth is proven by how hard they grind. “If I can give her the world, I’m a good partner.” So when he says, “I’m working OT to take you traveling,” that’s not a line; it’s his dialect of love. He’s trying to be the hero of the story in the way he knows how. He’s haunted by old debt from past trips with an ex, so his body remembers the stress of owing money — and it overcorrects toward earning more. Fear of past mistakes can turn into present overwork.
But here’s the paradox: the more he works to give you a “future life,” the less life he has to give you in the present. He’s speaking Acts-of-Service/Provision, while your heart is speaking Quality-Time/Presence. This is a love-language mismatch, not a moral failure. And mismatches aren’t fixed by arguing about who’s right; they’re fixed by translating.
Another layer: after 12–13 hours out of the house (including commute), his nervous system is cooked. By 8–10 p.m. he’s in survival mode: eat–shower–sleep. That doesn’t mean you don’t matter; it means he has no bandwidth left to show that you matter. The problem isn’t that he loves money more than you. The problem is bandwidth allocation — where his hours and energy go — and story alignment — what “being a good partner” looks like to each of you.
None of that invalidates your feelings. Understanding the engine doesn’t make the noise less loud at night. But it helps us diagnose the fix.
When he hears, “You work too much,” his brain translates it (unfairly but automatically) as, “You’re failing.” Shame makes people defend or withdraw. When he hears, “I feel lonely and I miss you,” his brain hears, “Oh — I matter as me, not just as a provider.” That’s the doorway we want.
What you’re asking is not “work less forever.” You’re asking for specific, protected minutes that are non-negotiable rituals of us. A relationship can stay strong on surprisingly little time — if the time is predictable, phone-free, and emotionally present.
This is not a tug-of-war where one truth wins. It’s a scheduling and meaning problem: how do we assign some of his effort to now-love, not just future-love?
Some nights it’s hard to find gentle words. Borrow mine — tweak the details so it sounds like you.
The 60-Second “I-feel, I-need, I-propose” script
“I’m really proud of how hard you work, and I know you’re doing it for us. Lately, I’ve been feeling lonely at night — not because I don’t understand, but because I miss you. I don’t need trips or fancy things; I just need you for a little bit each day. Could we try protecting 20–30 minutes after dinner or before bed where it’s just us — phones away, nothing complicated — and on your day off, one hour that’s only for us? I think that would refill my heart a lot.”
Why this works:
If he says, “I’m exhausted; I don’t have time.”
“I hear that. I don’t want to take from your rest; I want to be part of how you rest. Even 15 minutes of quiet together helps me feel close — like sitting with tea, or you lying with your head on my lap while I rub your scalp. Can we try that three nights this week?”
We move from time-costly to rest-compatible intimacy.
If he says, “I’m doing this to take you traveling.”
“That’s sweet — and I appreciate the heart behind it. I promise, traveling later will be lovely. But the everyday moments are my favorite kind of travel. Sitting next to you while we sell online, laughing at one video, hearing about your day — that’s my dream trip. Can we invest some love into the now version of us, not only the future version?”
If he jokes or deflects with money talk.
“I love that you’re a builder. Let’s build something you can’t buy: daily calm between us. If we build that, you’ll sleep better and work better — win-win.”
Let’s keep these insanely practical and compatible with a 7 a.m.–8 p.m. schedule.
When he takes trash out, you go along. Two laps around the block, hands held, three questions:
Time cost: 8–12 minutes. Relationship ROI: ridiculous.
Consistency > duration. Predictability calms attachment anxiety far more than big, rare gestures.
Days 1–7 (stabilize & soften):
Days 8–30 (make it real):
Days 31–60 (optimize without nagging):
If inconsistency is the issue, create an If-This-Then-That plan:
Days 61–90 (test durability):
Have a no-blame check-in:
If after 60–90 days there’s zero shift — not effort, not curiosity, not small repair — we need to talk about boundaries and choices. But try the plan first. Give the love a fair test in a structure it can succeed inside.
You’ve been buying him things, supporting him, cheering him on. That shows a big heart. The risk is relationship math that turns love into accounting: I give more → I should feel more loved. When the return doesn’t match, you’ll feel underpaid. That resentment is slow acid; it will burn through your softness.
New rule for your own peace: give what you can give without expecting a behavioral exchange. If a gift becomes a silent invoice for “quality time later,” it will poison the gift and the time. Instead, invest your generosity in rituals (a homemade dessert for the “Window of Us,” a printed photo for the Day-Off Hour) more than objects. Rituals yield connection; objects often yield dust.
You mentioned those videos: “Dump men who work too much; they only learn after you’re gone.” Here’s the thing — short videos love extremes because nuance doesn’t trend. Real life is more textured. Some partners do wake up only after a breakup. Others weaponize work forever and call it love. Many fall in the middle: good hearts, bad pacing, fixable with clear requests and small wins.
Let’s not let an algorithm decide the fate of your relationship. Let evidence decide. Evidence looks like:
If yes to enough of these, there’s clay to work with. If it’s no across the board for months, then we decide how to love yourself forward.
Try these tiny techniques to capture presence from a tired partner:
While we build “us,” I want to build “you,” too — not as a threat to him, but as nourishment for you. Because a partner who brings a full, oxygenated self to the couch is more attractive and more patient.
Tiny self-tenders for you:
We’re humans; we miss rituals. What matters is repair speed and repair quality.
Repair script after a missed “Window of Us”:
“We skipped our time last night and I felt small. Can we do 15 minutes now — or schedule a make-up tonight at 9? It means a lot to me.”
Ask for the re-do. Don’t secretly tally points. Don’t swallow it and then explode next week.
If he’s consistently on phone during your time:
“This 20 minutes is how my heart refills. Can we put phones in a bowl and pick them up after? I promise I’ll do it with you.”
If day-off hour gets eaten by errands:
“I love that you’re catching up. I also need my one hour of us. Where can we place it today — before nap or after?”
Clear. Calm. Kind. Consequent.
Our bodies often wake in the pre-dawn when attachment panic is around. It’s a biological “check the nest” reflex. You wake, look at him, tease him, make sure the bond is still there. It’s tender — and it’s also a sign your nervous system isn’t fully settled. Nighttime rituals help that: predictable closeness before sleep tells your body, “We’re connected; you can rest.”
Try this 3-minute “Tuck-In Trio”:
He has a money story (debt from past, desire to provide). You have a love story (time now, not trips later). Let’s write an our story:
Money becomes a tool together, not a wedge.
I will always root for repair first. But I will also protect you. Here’s your honest checkpoint list after ~90 days of real effort:
If it’s no to most, then this isn’t a “busy season.” It’s a lifestyle that sidelines you. At that point, give yourself permission to say:
“I love you, and I can’t live in a relationship where I feel alone next to you. I need a partner who can be with me regularly in small ways. If that’s not you right now, I’ll step back so we both can have the lives we need.”
This isn’t punishment. It’s truth with a gentle voice.
Dear me,
Wanting his time doesn’t make me demanding; it makes me alive. I was made for warm evenings, for shared laughs, for ordinary magic. I honor how hard he works, and I also honor how soft my heart is. I won’t shrink my needs into silence or inflate my pain into drama. I will ask clearly. I will build small rituals. I will celebrate progress. And if love can’t be present with me, I will be present with myself. The life I want isn’t luxury — it’s company. And I promise to keep my own company kindly, until I’m met in full.
Keep this where your pillow can hear it.
“Am I overreacting?”
No. Humans bond through time and attention. You’re signaling a missing nutrient.
“What if he thinks I’m trying to control him?”
You’re not dictating his career. You’re inviting him to co-design rituals. Frame it as “What can we protect for us?” — not “Work less or else.”
“What if he says ‘this is just who I am’?”
Then believe him. People tell us their capacity. Your job isn’t to shrink to fit under it.
“What if he promises big changes?”
Great — then translate promises into calendar blocks and small, immediate actions. Words are drafts; rituals are the published version.
Simple. Silly. Sticky.
Say them when guilt tries to talk you into silence.
Picture you both sitting at a tiny table. On it, a cup of tea, his tired hands, your playful smile. The house is quiet. The world outside is complicated and expensive, but the moment is free: 20 minutes of eye contact, one shared joke, a forehead against a shoulder. This is the wealth you asked for. This is the wealth that sustains people through commutes and deadlines and storms and aging.
Trips are lovely. Phones are generous. Gifts are sweet. But presence is how love breathes.
You are not unreasonable for wanting your love to breathe.
Start with one gentle conversation. Pick one tiny ritual. Protect it like something living — because it is. Watch if he turns toward you. If he does, feed that habit with gratitude and fun. If he doesn’t, feed yourself with the same care and make the decision that honors your life.
Either way, you don’t lose. Either you get the time you asked for, or you get the time back for yourself.
And for tonight? Put one hand on your heart, one hand on your belly. Inhale for four, exhale for six. Whisper, “I deserve unhurried love.” Because you do. And from this moment forward, we’ll move like someone who knows it.
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