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I feel like writing this may be therapeutic for me, since there are a lot of things that just don't add up right now. Comment if you'd like. I'll try to make it brief.
My first boyfriend broke up with me last August. I was devastated, as most usually are with their first. He started dating someone else immediately. Friends told me the only way to move on would be to start dating. "The best way to get over someone is to get under someone." So I had about 10-15 dates over the course of the next few months. All were miserable. I gave it my best shot but they just weren't working.
Then...
I started talking to this guy online. He was very attractive, just 3 years younger than me, and as I would come to find out, our interests were nearly identical. We had so much in common, which was actually the opposite of my first boyfriend. He was a fan of things that I thought nobody else knew about. It was an instant "click."
We emailed back and forth for about a week, then came texting for another week before our first big meeting. We hung out and had dinner and drinks at a pub. There were no awkward pauses, no straining for conversation. Just a great night.
He drove me home and I was a little nervous about the end of the night. My first boyfriend and I moved very quickly and I think that was part of our downfall so I intentionally wanted to keep things slower. I shook his hand and said I had a nice time and I would talk to him later. He said the same.
I feel like this is going to be a longer story than I want it to be so I'll just speed through the rest. Basically, we played "the game" back and forth, seeing each other 2-3 a week, spending time at each other's houses, growing closer. I made a joke one time about giving him a bruise and he said "I don't know if that's a good way for us to begin this thing" and smiled and I played coy and said "What thing?" He just smiled and said oh, I don't know. We spend the night at each other's houses many times, sometimes just cuddling, sometimes more. We introduced each other to our friends, he even asked me to have dinner with him mom twice, but I was working both times. We have a lot of mutual friends and I heard through the grapevine that he told his best friend that he really liked me. I even got him a small gift for V-Day but he didn't get me anything. He ended up calling my best friend and asking her if he had "really screwed this up."
Anyway, all the signs pointed to there being a good foundation there to move forward. Until the past week. Texts started being returned later and later, we only saw each other once (granted, we're both very busy people through work and other commitments) And finally I thought it was time for us to have "the talk" to see what was happening. We had a somewhat awkward night of dinner and tv and he left around 10. I really needed to know what was happening, so I texted him and asked if I could come over for a second.
We sat on his backporch and I just asked him if everything was ok. He said that he never expected or intended our relationship to be anything more than casual. I was ready to hear this so it didn't hit me too hard but the more I think about it, the more it just really makes me angry. The bottom line is he lead me on and I got played. He said basically that he liked sex a lot and that he wasn't "a good boy" which I took to mean that there was probably some cheating in his past. For the rest of the night, all I could think of was all the signs that were there leading me to think that he was interested in a relationship of some kind. He was telling people that he really liked me, he called my best friend scared that he had screwed things up, he texted and called all the time just to talk.
Anyway, the last thing he said to me was that he would call me. That was 5 days ago. First and foremost, I'm disappointed because I thought it could have been a really great thing for us both. Secondly, I'm angry. Angry that he apparently felt this way the whole time and never thought to bring it up, and instead actively pursued me and acted like he was interested in some kind of relationship.
I just don't know what to believe at this point. One friend said it sounds like there might be someone else, which is possible. Or maybe he just wants to have casual sex with lots of people.
The only thing I'm sure of is that I hate boys.
My first boyfriend broke up with me last August. I was devastated, as most usually are with their first. He started dating someone else immediately. Friends told me the only way to move on would be to start dating. "The best way to get over someone is to get under someone." So I had about 10-15 dates over the course of the next few months. All were miserable. I gave it my best shot but they just weren't working.
Then...
I started talking to this guy online. He was very attractive, just 3 years younger than me, and as I would come to find out, our interests were nearly identical. We had so much in common, which was actually the opposite of my first boyfriend. He was a fan of things that I thought nobody else knew about. It was an instant "click."
We emailed back and forth for about a week, then came texting for another week before our first big meeting. We hung out and had dinner and drinks at a pub. There were no awkward pauses, no straining for conversation. Just a great night.
He drove me home and I was a little nervous about the end of the night. My first boyfriend and I moved very quickly and I think that was part of our downfall so I intentionally wanted to keep things slower. I shook his hand and said I had a nice time and I would talk to him later. He said the same.
I feel like this is going to be a longer story than I want it to be so I'll just speed through the rest. Basically, we played "the game" back and forth, seeing each other 2-3 a week, spending time at each other's houses, growing closer. I made a joke one time about giving him a bruise and he said "I don't know if that's a good way for us to begin this thing" and smiled and I played coy and said "What thing?" He just smiled and said oh, I don't know. We spend the night at each other's houses many times, sometimes just cuddling, sometimes more. We introduced each other to our friends, he even asked me to have dinner with him mom twice, but I was working both times. We have a lot of mutual friends and I heard through the grapevine that he told his best friend that he really liked me. I even got him a small gift for V-Day but he didn't get me anything. He ended up calling my best friend and asking her if he had "really screwed this up."
Anyway, all the signs pointed to there being a good foundation there to move forward. Until the past week. Texts started being returned later and later, we only saw each other once (granted, we're both very busy people through work and other commitments) And finally I thought it was time for us to have "the talk" to see what was happening. We had a somewhat awkward night of dinner and tv and he left around 10. I really needed to know what was happening, so I texted him and asked if I could come over for a second.
We sat on his backporch and I just asked him if everything was ok. He said that he never expected or intended our relationship to be anything more than casual. I was ready to hear this so it didn't hit me too hard but the more I think about it, the more it just really makes me angry. The bottom line is he lead me on and I got played. He said basically that he liked sex a lot and that he wasn't "a good boy" which I took to mean that there was probably some cheating in his past. For the rest of the night, all I could think of was all the signs that were there leading me to think that he was interested in a relationship of some kind. He was telling people that he really liked me, he called my best friend scared that he had screwed things up, he texted and called all the time just to talk.
Anyway, the last thing he said to me was that he would call me. That was 5 days ago. First and foremost, I'm disappointed because I thought it could have been a really great thing for us both. Secondly, I'm angry. Angry that he apparently felt this way the whole time and never thought to bring it up, and instead actively pursued me and acted like he was interested in some kind of relationship.
I just don't know what to believe at this point. One friend said it sounds like there might be someone else, which is possible. Or maybe he just wants to have casual sex with lots of people.
The only thing I'm sure of is that I hate boys.













