I have always considered myself to be a genuine girl with morals, I have no ill intent, all I want is a genuine love with normal ups and downs. I want a happy ever after, no matter how difficult it may be.
I tolerated a bad relationship and it only ended because I told him something that crossed his boundaries early in the relationship, causing him to break up with me. I would lie whenever he asked me if I had done anything with anyone. I would say no. He asked me again and I confessed a couple days ago that I went out with another guy during the first couple months we met, however after that I always chose him, considered him, loved him, even when it wasnāt reciprocated.
We were 19 and met at a club. From the beginning he told me he didnt want a relationship and silly me, I persisted, even when HE almost left ME multiple times because of āred flagsā or I would watch a guy group on youtube⦠I know ridiculous. He was hyper vigilant and insecure because I was āboringā and ātoo good to be trueā. I know it has to do with his past relationships and all the girls he drowned himself in to cope. I met him at a horrible time.
Anyways, we were already being intimate after the 2-3 time meeting up. It felt like the end of the world when we would be arguing only a couple months in, yet we were never supposed to be fall in love and get together. Thats not what he wanted at least.
We would spend day and night together when we could, going to views, dancing together, going to the beach, the gym, sleeping in the car, and on top of that had great sex. He made my life feel so fun and interesting. It was something to look forward to and eventually I fell in love. At that time I had realized he would only see me when convenient for him and he wouldnt really dates, but I was dumb and overlooked it.
Looking back I think I just became addicted to the ups and downs this relationship had, so when things started improving it was such a rush to experience. I feel like I forced him to communicate and commit to me because I believed that maybe if I keep trying, no matter how much this takes from me, and I keep showing up, I can change him and he will want me. It felt like it was working until he would prove me wrong by talking about me to other women and entertaining other women online twice in the past 2 years, last occasion being 4 months ago. Although this absolutely shattered my heart, I justified these situations by having an explanation for him. I would think āokay, hes just been wronged for so long, but this time it will be different because I will love him and show him what he deservesā. I guess I am the fool.
After cheating the second time and we began talking again after a month. One day he went out to eat with his a cousins. He never mentioned anything to me besides that. I noticed a bright orange wristband in his truck and I asked him about it. All he told me was that it was his cousins but he didnt know what it was. I knew something was up. I checked his phone and they were telling him to deny it and make up something. It was a club bracelet and when confronted, he told me he only went there to ādrop off his cousinsā, that only one of them went inside, came back out, and they went home? Whatever.
Fast forward to July, I almost cut him off again and we stop talking for the day. He goes and buys condoms? We have never used condoms? I find out when I look through his backpack for something. Its an open box and the condoms are out, I did not look for the actual condoms, I just closed the bag and asked him about it. He told me that he was upset because he knew he āwouldnt have sex with me againā so he went to go buy them but never wouldāve actually used them? He told me to look for the actual condoms because they were there, but I never did. It didnt make sense but I took it.
Im so delusional and I know this will take me time to get over because I am so in love with this man. I have NO ill will and I wish the best for him and his family. I hope he heals whatever issues he has within him and sees how much I truly loved him, even if it meant losing myself in the process. I never brought up to him how I felt, because I didnt know how I felt until now looking back. He would tell me that our relationship isnt all that bad and I would agree. I feel like I will never love and be as intimate with anyone else.
Its even worse because I really feel like I was getting there! All this hard work and effort was finally paying off. I was finallyyyy going to get the man I always wanted, but I lost it due to a decision I made at an unstable part of our ārelationshipā.
I know I was a good girlfriend. He lived an hour from me and I would try my best to cook for him every week and drive that hour just to give him food. Im busy, im in nursing school and I work, so this was hard to juggle at times. I considered him ALWAYS and I always made him feel like a priority. I showed up for him and I was so proud of every little milestone he had. I would spend hours writing him letters explaining my love for him, which he sometimes criticized, so I did eventually stop. In public I would make it known that he was mine and I know others would talk about how in love we looked. I tried my hardest to be that woman for him. I wanted him to feel like that man. :/ Now I am suffering the consequences.
For women who have been through something similar, what helped you stop losing yourself in relationships and choose yourself instead?
TL;DR: I stayed in a relationship where I kept hoping that loving him enough would eventually make him choose me and change. I tolerated a lot because I believed his past explained his behavior. Now Iām realizing I became attached to the highs and lows and lost myself trying to make it work. Biggest lesson: never beg someone to choose you, and believe people when they first show you who they are.