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Ok so, I've hesitated even posting this on here because I figure 'What good will it do?'
But, despite that, I'm doing it anyway. Be warned this post is going to be long and incredibly detailed.
Back in June, I met this guy through OKCupid. I wasn't expecting anything serious because it started with a 'wink' and in my experience anything that starts with that isn't worthwhile. He was 20 at the time, I was 24 (his birthday is the day after mine and we are now 21 and 25).
We texted back and forth for about a week and in that time I really came to see that we had quite a bit in common. We were both self-proclaimed geeks (he was really into Star Wars, myself Harry Potter), we both worked for the same company (which, grant it, employs 52,000 people so we never saw each other on any given day at work) and we just got along very easily.
It was never hard to find a topic of conversation we couldn't relate to each other on. It was great waking up in the morning to a 'good morning' text from him and spending the entire day just talking back and forth. About a week after first talking to him, I mustered up the courage to ask him out and he quickly agreed.
We spent the day at a local theme park and it seemed everything was going great! It almost seemed TOO fast for me. We were holding hands, cuddling on the rides, even kissing a couple of times. During our time together I brought up the fact that he told me he had just recently gotten out of a 5 month relationship. I asked if I was rebound for him and he assured me I wasn't. That was that and when he left he assured me he wanted to see me again.
Our mutual friend warned me that she had been hanging out with a friend of hers and his and that this guy received a text from him after my date with him asking if they could start dating again (I guess they had in the fall of last year). I didn't want to believe it.
I saw him a few more times after our initial date. Mostly me just coming to see him after work and walking him to his car. These usually evolved into me sitting in his car with him and talking for another hour or two. In this time I eventually confronted him about the texts and told him I didn't mind if he was seeing anyone else since we weren't a "couple" but that in all fairness he should at least be giving me a heads up so I don't get any kind of unrealistic expectation.
He explained to me that the year prior he had been a complete slut (which is very similar to my own experiences in the last year and a half) and that he wasn't proud of it. I asked him about his previous relationship and he explained that he was with him for 5 months, and the other guy was saying he loved him within the first month. He foolishly believed him, and at the end of it, the guy broke up with him via text saying "He had too much on his plate to deal with him". I assured him that he didn't deserve what he went through and that I appreciated his honesty with me. I kissed him goodnight and that was that.
Bear in mind, that at this point this was already a feat for me as I'd been seeing/contacting/conversing with the guy every day for a week and a half and had yet to have sex with him...that's an achievement for me, no question.
After that night we continued texting/seeing each other. I assured him I wanted to take it slow, and that I really liked him. He said he liked me as well and would take it as slow as I wanted so that hopefully I could be his boyfriend at some point.
Three weeks in, I decide to invite him over to my apartment. We watch a movie, I make him dinner. I also had some more romantic things in mind, because at this point our talks in his car had also included some intense make-out sessions...I was ready to move to the next step. That next step included a candle-lit bath followed by oral sex (he wasn't ready for anything else at that point). I got off just fine, but when it was taking about half an hour for him and he had a hard time even keeping it up I asked him what was wrong. And he pulls me into an embrace and explains to me that it feels like he's cheating on his ex.
He wasn't over him at all. He said he wasn't ready for a relationship yet, and needed time to sort things out in his mind. I told him I would be there to support him and do anything he needed for him until he felt happy again.
This evolved into me lavishing expensive gifts on him and constantly trying to praise/compliment him every chance I got. Sometimes he seemed to appreciate it, other times he just didn't know how to react. I even surprised him after work one night with something stupid like his favorite meal from McDonald's when he thought I had to work late.
We reached the one month mark, and though he had agreed to be mutually exclusive to me at that point, he didn't want to apply a label to us. Whereas before he was so sure, now it seemed as if he just couldn't make a clear-cut decision on the issue.
We still saw each other a lot, he even got to join me and my parents for dinner when they were in town on vacation. He dominated my thoughts, I never shut up about him to my friends. Cliché though it may sound, I felt something different about this guy that I had never felt before. Looking back, I honestly think I was falling hard for him. I felt an emotional connection with him so strong that one of the best memories I had with him was taking a nap with him, just holding him in my arms, after we had spent a long, hot day at a theme park with some friends.
Then two weeks ago he tells me he just wants to be friends. He needs time to sort himself out and doesn't plan on dating anybody for awhile.
...I honestly don't think I've cried so much in my entire life. I was a complete wreck. I tried to put things into perspective: I'd only dated him for a month, it was stupid for me to feel this way. Even he was shocked by how I reacted.
Eventually I acquiesced and said I was happy just being his friend. Now our sole connection is we play World of Warcraft together and hang out with friends still. But I'm really ever only content when alone with him. I went to his post-birthday celebration with him and his friends not long after he made the decision and seeing him so happy with his friends killed me inside. I wanted to be happy, but I wanted to be happy with him and I couldn't.
I keep trying to tell myself this is me...I'm suffering from some form of co-dependency, and that it's all in my head. I need to just get over him.
But I can't. Every morning I wake up and tell myself today is going to be better and as the day goes on my thoughts just drift back to him no matter how I try to preoccupy myself. I cry about it nearly every night.
I honestly wish I could say I would wait for him until he was ready, but I don't think I'm that strong.
What am I going through? What's wrong with me?
But, despite that, I'm doing it anyway. Be warned this post is going to be long and incredibly detailed.
Back in June, I met this guy through OKCupid. I wasn't expecting anything serious because it started with a 'wink' and in my experience anything that starts with that isn't worthwhile. He was 20 at the time, I was 24 (his birthday is the day after mine and we are now 21 and 25).
We texted back and forth for about a week and in that time I really came to see that we had quite a bit in common. We were both self-proclaimed geeks (he was really into Star Wars, myself Harry Potter), we both worked for the same company (which, grant it, employs 52,000 people so we never saw each other on any given day at work) and we just got along very easily.
It was never hard to find a topic of conversation we couldn't relate to each other on. It was great waking up in the morning to a 'good morning' text from him and spending the entire day just talking back and forth. About a week after first talking to him, I mustered up the courage to ask him out and he quickly agreed.
We spent the day at a local theme park and it seemed everything was going great! It almost seemed TOO fast for me. We were holding hands, cuddling on the rides, even kissing a couple of times. During our time together I brought up the fact that he told me he had just recently gotten out of a 5 month relationship. I asked if I was rebound for him and he assured me I wasn't. That was that and when he left he assured me he wanted to see me again.
Our mutual friend warned me that she had been hanging out with a friend of hers and his and that this guy received a text from him after my date with him asking if they could start dating again (I guess they had in the fall of last year). I didn't want to believe it.
I saw him a few more times after our initial date. Mostly me just coming to see him after work and walking him to his car. These usually evolved into me sitting in his car with him and talking for another hour or two. In this time I eventually confronted him about the texts and told him I didn't mind if he was seeing anyone else since we weren't a "couple" but that in all fairness he should at least be giving me a heads up so I don't get any kind of unrealistic expectation.
He explained to me that the year prior he had been a complete slut (which is very similar to my own experiences in the last year and a half) and that he wasn't proud of it. I asked him about his previous relationship and he explained that he was with him for 5 months, and the other guy was saying he loved him within the first month. He foolishly believed him, and at the end of it, the guy broke up with him via text saying "He had too much on his plate to deal with him". I assured him that he didn't deserve what he went through and that I appreciated his honesty with me. I kissed him goodnight and that was that.
Bear in mind, that at this point this was already a feat for me as I'd been seeing/contacting/conversing with the guy every day for a week and a half and had yet to have sex with him...that's an achievement for me, no question.
After that night we continued texting/seeing each other. I assured him I wanted to take it slow, and that I really liked him. He said he liked me as well and would take it as slow as I wanted so that hopefully I could be his boyfriend at some point.
Three weeks in, I decide to invite him over to my apartment. We watch a movie, I make him dinner. I also had some more romantic things in mind, because at this point our talks in his car had also included some intense make-out sessions...I was ready to move to the next step. That next step included a candle-lit bath followed by oral sex (he wasn't ready for anything else at that point). I got off just fine, but when it was taking about half an hour for him and he had a hard time even keeping it up I asked him what was wrong. And he pulls me into an embrace and explains to me that it feels like he's cheating on his ex.
He wasn't over him at all. He said he wasn't ready for a relationship yet, and needed time to sort things out in his mind. I told him I would be there to support him and do anything he needed for him until he felt happy again.
This evolved into me lavishing expensive gifts on him and constantly trying to praise/compliment him every chance I got. Sometimes he seemed to appreciate it, other times he just didn't know how to react. I even surprised him after work one night with something stupid like his favorite meal from McDonald's when he thought I had to work late.
We reached the one month mark, and though he had agreed to be mutually exclusive to me at that point, he didn't want to apply a label to us. Whereas before he was so sure, now it seemed as if he just couldn't make a clear-cut decision on the issue.
We still saw each other a lot, he even got to join me and my parents for dinner when they were in town on vacation. He dominated my thoughts, I never shut up about him to my friends. Cliché though it may sound, I felt something different about this guy that I had never felt before. Looking back, I honestly think I was falling hard for him. I felt an emotional connection with him so strong that one of the best memories I had with him was taking a nap with him, just holding him in my arms, after we had spent a long, hot day at a theme park with some friends.
Then two weeks ago he tells me he just wants to be friends. He needs time to sort himself out and doesn't plan on dating anybody for awhile.
...I honestly don't think I've cried so much in my entire life. I was a complete wreck. I tried to put things into perspective: I'd only dated him for a month, it was stupid for me to feel this way. Even he was shocked by how I reacted.
Eventually I acquiesced and said I was happy just being his friend. Now our sole connection is we play World of Warcraft together and hang out with friends still. But I'm really ever only content when alone with him. I went to his post-birthday celebration with him and his friends not long after he made the decision and seeing him so happy with his friends killed me inside. I wanted to be happy, but I wanted to be happy with him and I couldn't.
I keep trying to tell myself this is me...I'm suffering from some form of co-dependency, and that it's all in my head. I need to just get over him.
But I can't. Every morning I wake up and tell myself today is going to be better and as the day goes on my thoughts just drift back to him no matter how I try to preoccupy myself. I cry about it nearly every night.
I honestly wish I could say I would wait for him until he was ready, but I don't think I'm that strong.
What am I going through? What's wrong with me?























