Well mine was less than perfect lol, always the way isn't it? lol
I met Dan at my mates party, it was a great night, he was a magician, and he showed me some nifty mind-reading tricks. After a few beers, I got talking to him quite a lot, I learned a fair bit about him, and it was obvious he really liked me. So later on I get back to my mates house, as you do, pretty drunk (thank god her parents didn't see anything - they were away for the weekend lol!).
He chatted me up there and then while I was crashed out on the sofa, he basically asked me if I wanted to go back to his place. What was funny is that my mate dragged Dan to one side and told him not to hurt my feelings, as my last "boyfriend" (nee one night stand because he hated commitment *sigh*) walked out on me, and not to cause any grief lmao.
So poor Dan doesn't know whether he's coming or going, so we end up eventually getting a taxi to his house, and its the first time I've ever been kissed (yes I was 21 at the time, my first "real" relationship lol, I'm 22 now and had three relationships since lol all crap, till now). We stayed up, and then got chatting a lot about each other, then moved on to hobbies, interests, our skills, school and how we coped with homophobia, coming out, family, friends etc, then we got onto the topic of sex.
Hmm I can remember it now, his line was "So how good is your bilingual skill then?" hahaha the worst line I've ever heard to entice someone to give you a blowjob if every there was one!
The sex from that relationship was great, went through the "honeymoon" period which normally goes nicely, then it went wrong shortly afterwards. He went away for a few days, god only knows where, and he never told me, so there I am ringing him trying to get in touch because I miss him. Well he "ran out of credit". Now excuse me for being a little picky here, but surely if you run out of credit you do your best to at least grab a payphone and let your boyfriend know your OK? I was worried, it seemed out of character. If only I knew, IF ONLY lmao (thats what they all say right?).
Well he stopped texting me, ringing me, and tried to cut all contact with me, sometimes I'd strike it lucky and walk down to his flat and he'd be in. He'd finished from a long term relationship himself, which he never told me about till after we broke up. So one night, early Jan 2006, one week into Uni, I go out to try to see Dan, and surprise surprise he's not there. I went to my mates house, she lived not far away, saved a long walk home lol, and we went out clubbing that night. I got completely wrecked, so drunk I could hardly move lol.
Well I have a freak accident with a piggyback, and poor Nett comes tumbling over my head, bless her little cotton socks, knowing my balance is crap anyway, so I try to run to save us both from falling but its too late, I crush my right femur bone between the pavement and her body, it snaps like a twig, my leg bent at right angles, then she comes flying over the top of me and just grazes her hands. I spent 5 days in hospital, and did Dan ring me to see if I was OK? Did he visit? Did he HECK!!!
Only three weeks later, whilst I hobble around home on crutches (I got saved the plaster on my leg lol just got a titanium plate in there), did he admit he cheated on me, with his best mate I met about two months earlier!!! I was so fuming I smashed my mobile phone up into little pieces, it didn't do my phone any good, but it made me feel better at the time.
I felt resentment, anger, and most of all cried myself to sleep most nights, even wanted to give him a second chance. So in the end (I must have been crackers to even think it) I gave him a second chance, and he blew it again on Valentines day (oh yes Sooo romantic lol).
Trouble was, Dan was 30, I was 21 at the time (turned 22 in May).
But looking back, without Dan, without him being way more experienced, I could never have known what a good relationship should really provide without going through the bad bits as well.
For good measure my dad fell out with me for coming out (I bet you remember my post on that one guys!) and I ended up moving out when I managed to walk again.
Anyway, never, EVER give up guys, there are so many cute, wonderful gay guys out there, go get em! What doesn't kill you will only make you stronger! I now look back only at the good things to come out of my relationships, and use those bad times to remember how low I got, the hurt and the pain and try to learn from those mistakes.
Things are different now, 5 relationships in one year (all mostly crap), and a tonne load of learning to do (I've always been monogamous, just a little too clingy prehaps), and I've met Keith.
I've only been dating him two weeks now, and its a long distance relationship, but I know I can make it work.
You'll probably make a tonne of mistakes like I did, but no one is perfect, and I'm not very good at telling it how it is lol (make a crap lay-preacher) but I learn from experience lmao.
Anyway I better try to get some sleep now. Good luck guys. Happy new year to all on Jub.
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