Relocating and love go hand in hand.
Just like the area, you have to locate the Wolf you want to spend the rest of your life with.
You want to make sure they are both places you imagine yourself being for the rest of your life.
you do not want to go into something blind without proper investigation.
packing (your heart, past, and your belongings) are annoying and sometimes painful, but looking towards the future keeps you motivated and inspired.
Would you relocate with a Wolf you barely even knew?
Well a Vixen friend of mine is suffering from that fate…
Sunday, I was speaking to a Vixen of mine and I was in for quite a story.
She met her Wolf a four months ago and she started to fall for him.
They spent countless hours together, finally moving in with him.
Since he is in the army, he had to relocate from her state in 3 months.
Devastated about his departure, she decided to pack up her life and move down south with him.
She never even been or visited that area, but she was determined to start a new life.
Like the new location, everything started to go south once they reached their new “life.”
He un-packed from his personality an emotionally abusive, nit picking, painfully insecure asshole who doesn’t want to be with her anymore.
I would never have done that.
Couple months = honey moon fuck fest phase.
It is a miracle when a Wolf and a Fox could even last past 2 weeks.
Things may just be different for the straight kind.
She is planning on moving back with her tail between her legs,
but I wonder if maybe she should stay and at least TRY to make it on her own?
Going back to her hometown means equal embarrassment, as well as having to start over from scratch.
Would you move for love?
Every story I have heard about relocating has NEVER worked out.
It is always an issue because you truly never know someone until you live with them.
It is all good when they live a few train stops away, rather than a few feet across from you.
When it comes to the love, moving in, or even relocating for love…