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This is gonna be a long one. If you have a knack for tl, dr (too long, didn't read) then keep going to the next "i liKe a guY wut dO i dO!? i rAte hIgh thx!" question.

A little over a year ago I started dating Alex. She was everything I ever wanted in a girl...and then some. For 9 months I enjoyed the best relationship I had ever shared with anyone. I loved her more than anything...

Over last summer she had to go to South Carolina for a month. We talked a few times on the phone while she was there. She wished me a happy birthday when it came, and during the last week she was there she told me how excited she would be to see me again.

When she finally came home early August, she told me she was too tired to see me when she had just gotten back. I understood; she had been on a couple of planes since 5 in the morning and in a car as well.

And we didn't see each other for a whole week.

And at the end of that week, she broke up with me.

During those next three months we spent a bit of time together anyway. There were times when we would snuggle up, and we even kissed a few times. For a while, it had felt like nothing had changed. But for the last couple of weeks, we had both been too busy and I did not have the option to go see her. I decided that it was pathetic to refuse to date other people just because of the slim opportunity she might take me back. I decided to get over it and just stop trying.

She had asked me a while back to look for a couple games for her, and I had found and bought one. I just wanted the chance to take it to her. A couple nights ago I went over there and gave it to her, and hung around for a while. I really wasn't very happy while I was there...being at her house made me feel too nostalgic and brought back too many memories. I told her "just being here makes me depressed...I'm going to go." She called my name as I walked out the door, and I turned back and said weakly, "I love you."

I went to my car and sat in the seat for a minute. And then I started to cry. It's all I could do. After I realized that I would not be able to drive since I could not see, I went back inside and cried on her shoulder. She comforted me as she always does.

3 months after the breakup and it's still obvious I am not over her. No matter where I am or what I am doing, I think about her. I have never loved anyone like I have her. Forgetting about her is not an option. I haven't been able to date other people yet. I have told her how I feel. What else is left?

get over it.

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