A new career for him and less of a life for me.

In the meantime my partner, found a job as a bike mechanic. I had suggested he'd apply for a job and he did. He nailed it. He got better and better at this. Years of working at bikes and having a natural knack for mechanics got him to thrive.
He got better and better paid.
Now, as of 3 years or so, he found an ideal store to work in with great pay, a great location and great co-workers.
If only his relationship was still running as he wanted it.
But my isolation gotten him to create a double life. I wouldn't get out and let anyone in. So he went out himself and created a life for himself, by himself.
A couple when at home, single when going out.

I did nothing in the household. I did little in the relationship but love him. Which is much... but even love doesn't make it all go round.
He waited.
He indulged my OCD, though I told him and others did that it made it harder for me.
a regular conflict-avoider he did not like to confront me. If I ask to do something, he did.

Years of my saying he shouldn't give in and him saying I shouldn't ask.
I said it was harder for me to not ask than for him to not give in.
But apparently not.
Not sure why, but is was hard for him to say no too.
Well, I am stubborn and persist when I want it my OCD way.

So we grew apart.
But I still loved him and he me.