Hey guys,
So here's my story. I came out when I was 20. I met a guy and we dated for nearly three years. Things were great at first, we moved in together. I was in love. Then things started to go down hill, he lost his job and was on unemployment for over a year and a half, while I could support both of us it was very straining on our relationship. I would do my best to encourage him, email him job openings I found online and would talk with him for hours about getting an action plan together. Things just never changed, it was like he was just stuck in a never-ending rut. I don't know I I was just nieve or what but I honestly loved him. He would always do romantic things for me and tell me that he loved me as well. Well to make a looong story short it didn't end up working out and by his own admission he told me it was over and that we should see other people (he had been saying this for a while but we would always make up and things would go back to normal...for a little while.)
Finally one day when we got into another argument and he said it again ( that it wasn't going to work) I did just that, I left. I was angry and hurt, but a couple days later he would call me and see if I was "ok" I wasn't of course but we grew apart. We would occasionally talk after that and he would tell me how much he missed me etc, but nothing ever became of it. About six months later I met someone else and we started casually dating. We had a lot in common and got along great. Everything was looking up, I wax happy. Thinks started to get more serious, he met my parents (something my previous partner had refused to do.) and things were just grand, and still are.
But my ex had really been tugging at my heartstrings lately (we decided to try the "just friends route" when we split) I do not cheat and would never consider something like that, but I still care about him a lot. I sit up at night thinking about it and just have to stop myself from tearing up. He keeps telling me how sorry he is and how much he loves me, and I just don't know if I can take it anymore. I don't want to hurt anyone, I just want to be happy.
I don't really know if this means anything to anyone, or if anyone else has ever been in a similar situation, but I just needed to get this out somewhere before my head explodes, any advice would be appreciated. Thanks guys.
So here's my story. I came out when I was 20. I met a guy and we dated for nearly three years. Things were great at first, we moved in together. I was in love. Then things started to go down hill, he lost his job and was on unemployment for over a year and a half, while I could support both of us it was very straining on our relationship. I would do my best to encourage him, email him job openings I found online and would talk with him for hours about getting an action plan together. Things just never changed, it was like he was just stuck in a never-ending rut. I don't know I I was just nieve or what but I honestly loved him. He would always do romantic things for me and tell me that he loved me as well. Well to make a looong story short it didn't end up working out and by his own admission he told me it was over and that we should see other people (he had been saying this for a while but we would always make up and things would go back to normal...for a little while.)
Finally one day when we got into another argument and he said it again ( that it wasn't going to work) I did just that, I left. I was angry and hurt, but a couple days later he would call me and see if I was "ok" I wasn't of course but we grew apart. We would occasionally talk after that and he would tell me how much he missed me etc, but nothing ever became of it. About six months later I met someone else and we started casually dating. We had a lot in common and got along great. Everything was looking up, I wax happy. Thinks started to get more serious, he met my parents (something my previous partner had refused to do.) and things were just grand, and still are.
But my ex had really been tugging at my heartstrings lately (we decided to try the "just friends route" when we split) I do not cheat and would never consider something like that, but I still care about him a lot. I sit up at night thinking about it and just have to stop myself from tearing up. He keeps telling me how sorry he is and how much he loves me, and I just don't know if I can take it anymore. I don't want to hurt anyone, I just want to be happy.
I don't really know if this means anything to anyone, or if anyone else has ever been in a similar situation, but I just needed to get this out somewhere before my head explodes, any advice would be appreciated. Thanks guys.









