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Hi, I am new and sort of just venting I guess. I am 22 and my ex is 31 years older then me. He is my first and only boyfriend so far. It will be 3 years next month from when we met and started dating. I completely fell in love with him from the beginning. He was married with 2 kids who he was out with by the time we met, but his wife died of cancer a year before. Thanks to him I have been through many things I never would have imagined happening or wanted to experience in my life. Something like having to help him through a suicide attempt when he took way too many sleeping pills. It was terrifying and felt like I was living a television show. I never called 911 in my life so that was full of new experiences. I also ended up meeting his kids for the first time at the hospital that night. I am half a month younger then his youngest and they are 2 years apart, so that was pretty awkward.
I ended up moving in with him after about 10 months of being together. His kids don't live with him. It was great we are both very easy going so we got along great. So far that was the happiest I think I have ever been. Until he went on a half a month long trip without me and ended up cheating on me. He asked me in a e-mail if he could try hooking up with someone from Grindr near the end of the trip. We had talked a little about opening up the relationship but I asked him not to so we could talk more about it and he promised he wouldn't do anything. Well he broke that promise. We tried to work it out and stay together but he became more and more distant. I woke up one day to the cops kicking me out of his place. He wouldn't see me or say a single word to me. One of the cops was really nice and felt bad for what I was going through. That helped make it easier. I even ended up coming out to my family that day since I needed somewhere to go and I felt ready anyway. It was only my mother and sister but they accept me.
For 10 months I don't hear a single thing from him. I am very shy and bad at meeting people so I had hookups but nothing got anywhere close to serious. All of a sudden he tried getting in contact. Pathetic me still loved him so we met for coffee. He told me how he was with this other guy for awhile but broke up a couple months before. He said he wanted to see me again but still be close friends with his ex and even hook up with him. Extremely pathetic me actually tried going with it. He was open about it with both of us and we both had too many problems with it. So in the end he chose to be with me but still wanted to be just friends with his ex. He was also addicted to Grindr but deleted it because he knew it bugged me. While together again he is diagnosed bipolar. But that didn't matter to me. What mattered to me was he had a trip planned with his ex from before we started seeing each other again. I tried to accept it because he promised he wouldn't do anything with his ex. But it was for over a month. I ended up breaking up with him.
He comes back and of course insanely pathetic me goes and takes him back for a night. We had a great night together but he also ended up coming back needing his Grindr. The next day I had a talk with him during breakfast telling him how it was putting stress on me that I really didn't need and if he would possibly stop using it. Also that I wasn't sure if I could handle being with him if he didn't. He couldn't even give me a reason to what he needs it for or does on it. Well as the title says he picked Grindr over me. After that I threw my food in his face and walked away. I never hurt him once during the whole time being together except maybe the food throwing. After forgiving him how many times for screwing me over and accepting his qwerks like his ED or being bipolar and many more, he still picked it over me. Probably wondering why I even want to be with him, well we just go very well together in many ways and I just couldn't stop loving him no matter how much I tried and wanted to. But thanks to that I can finally move on. Sorry for writing so much I don't really expect anyone to read it. Just needed to vent my pathetic life somewhere.
I ended up moving in with him after about 10 months of being together. His kids don't live with him. It was great we are both very easy going so we got along great. So far that was the happiest I think I have ever been. Until he went on a half a month long trip without me and ended up cheating on me. He asked me in a e-mail if he could try hooking up with someone from Grindr near the end of the trip. We had talked a little about opening up the relationship but I asked him not to so we could talk more about it and he promised he wouldn't do anything. Well he broke that promise. We tried to work it out and stay together but he became more and more distant. I woke up one day to the cops kicking me out of his place. He wouldn't see me or say a single word to me. One of the cops was really nice and felt bad for what I was going through. That helped make it easier. I even ended up coming out to my family that day since I needed somewhere to go and I felt ready anyway. It was only my mother and sister but they accept me.
For 10 months I don't hear a single thing from him. I am very shy and bad at meeting people so I had hookups but nothing got anywhere close to serious. All of a sudden he tried getting in contact. Pathetic me still loved him so we met for coffee. He told me how he was with this other guy for awhile but broke up a couple months before. He said he wanted to see me again but still be close friends with his ex and even hook up with him. Extremely pathetic me actually tried going with it. He was open about it with both of us and we both had too many problems with it. So in the end he chose to be with me but still wanted to be just friends with his ex. He was also addicted to Grindr but deleted it because he knew it bugged me. While together again he is diagnosed bipolar. But that didn't matter to me. What mattered to me was he had a trip planned with his ex from before we started seeing each other again. I tried to accept it because he promised he wouldn't do anything with his ex. But it was for over a month. I ended up breaking up with him.
He comes back and of course insanely pathetic me goes and takes him back for a night. We had a great night together but he also ended up coming back needing his Grindr. The next day I had a talk with him during breakfast telling him how it was putting stress on me that I really didn't need and if he would possibly stop using it. Also that I wasn't sure if I could handle being with him if he didn't. He couldn't even give me a reason to what he needs it for or does on it. Well as the title says he picked Grindr over me. After that I threw my food in his face and walked away. I never hurt him once during the whole time being together except maybe the food throwing. After forgiving him how many times for screwing me over and accepting his qwerks like his ED or being bipolar and many more, he still picked it over me. Probably wondering why I even want to be with him, well we just go very well together in many ways and I just couldn't stop loving him no matter how much I tried and wanted to. But thanks to that I can finally move on. Sorry for writing so much I don't really expect anyone to read it. Just needed to vent my pathetic life somewhere.

