bourneultimatum
Mar 14, 2008, 07:19 PM
Hi,
I don't know how to begin.
I'm so depressed it's not easy to write all this pain inside.
The only reason I'm alive is due to my survival instinct only.
This might sound weird, but I'm Pisces and that's just for the record.
I'm also a lonely son to my parents, I'm 32 now, my birthday was a few days back.
I come from a family that was never happy, my parents continue to fight daily since I was 1 year old. They were never happy, my dad cheated on my mom a lot and all she did to recover was telling me what he did when I was 3 years old and till I reached 18.
I've grown to hate my dad, and hate the fact that he was never faithfull. I also hate that he doesn't know what a family is. He never taught me anything and left me on my own. His existence in my life was just in terms of financial support and nothing else.. I don't know what a father is. I feel I'm an orphan.
In school an during my youth, my only hobbies were reading and studying. I had no interest in girls or rather I was interested but didn't have the courage to approach anyone. I had no self worth.
I had no self worth ever, because I'm overweight. In my childhood, my mom used to stuff me with food even though if I'm full. I tried to tell her many times that I'm full but she'd stuff it in my mouth saying I need to eat to be healthy. I turned out to be an obese child since I was 4 years old. I lost myself worth day after day as I looked at other boys who were fit and healthy.
My mom is miserable too. As for helping me get overweight, till today, she only knows how to show love by cooking us food and making us eat it.
My dad, is living in his own world. He's separated from us, though he lives with us as a father. He's married her too young and found out she's now what he imagined her to be.
By 16 years old, I developed the habit to eat, wheneve I'm lonely or depressed.
I managed to live with my hobbies, feeling empty as days pass by. I longed for a hug or a kiss, I craved a soul with whom I can find love. I was 18 and full of dreams. I went to college and dropped out after two years because I was too focused on finding love than getting a degree.
As a kid, I would top my class in school. But after I dropped out of college, I self studied and climbed high in my career. From a system analyst, to an IT manager, business dev. Manager, marketing and sales manager, general manager etc
I can't complain when it comes to my career, I just failed everything else. I sought a relationship where I would love a special tender caring woman and marry her. But I had no luck in any of my experiences.
First love, never worked out because we were too young. Second relationship, she cheated on me. Third relationship, she cheated on me. Then I got married, to someone and got a child, only to find out that she's a control freak and wants to be the boss in the house. We kept on arguing daily, then I found out she doesn't love me. She dragged me through courts for two years. We divorced with me crying at nights alone for 4 months.
With a twist of magic, I realized I never loved my wife - because she didn't love me - and I felt much better knowing that I have a chance now at finding real love. So I fall again in a relationship, I get cheated on and I leave her.
I was so depressed then, I was having nervous breakdowns every few days. The terrible thing is that when I'm in a relationship, I'd love the other person so sincerely, take care of them, think about them all the time and do everything I can to make them feel special.
I guess I was too much to handle, all the love I had in my heart was beyond their power to handle probably. I don't know, but none of the girls I were with actually cared, they were always self centered. Selfish and cold.
I was persuaded by my intellect that it was my bad luck to have been with the wrong women all along. So it finally happened and I met this special one.. I was 28 and she was 20.. she was in college and full of life. Sweet, innocent and very immature (I found out lately that it was a bad thing).
We fell in love. She knew I had a daughter that was at the time 1 year old. She was studying in college in another country and I had to fly to her to see her. So over 3 years, we had a love relationship that was the meaning to my life. I did everything in the world to make this relationship work. I would fly to her twice a month for two, three days. Talk to her long distance calls everyday for at least an hour... and many many things. I loved her with all my heart. I was protecting her and guiding her all the way. We were supposed to get married when she comes back. She used to come back every 6 months for two weeks which was nice. She kept our relationship a secret because she believes her family will be against it, since I'm a divorced guy with a daughter
Anyway, during all those years, she kept lying to me. She was going out with other guys without telling me. She would lie when I find out, we would fight and little by little things got nasty. I was tired of all the lies and I kept trying to fix it but the more I try it got worse. Finally I found out about her being with a guy in college kissing and stuff. I found out when she lied to me, so I asked her friend - whom I knew - and she told me about that.
That's when I broke down again. I told her and she denied so I called her sister, who knew me faguely and told her to help me out. When her sister interferred, she admitted her fault and cried for two days so I would take her back.
I forgave her, but now we were officially on the edge. She kept lying about similar stuff and I kept reminding her of what she's done to me. Things were very bad, so I flu again and we met and I supposedly made it work.
To make a point clear here, she didn't cheat on me. She was just immature and didn't know what love is. She was full of life and wanted to have lots of boyfriends and experience her fantasies. She's a child and you can't expect much when that's the case, but I didn't know till recently.
She came back home for good, 6 months ago. After two weeks she broke up with me saying her family will not agree on me and stuff like that. I broke down again. I think of suicide a lot but I always suppress that thought because I can't destroy what I have not created in the first place. For my body and soul belong to god and I can't harm his humble creation.
Did I mention that when I knew her, I dropped 80 pounds and became fit for the first time in my life for two years. I was a different man, a very confident man. But now, after she left me, they piled back on, because it was the only way I could torture myself without killing myself.
I'm living in depression, because I am romantic and won't let go of her love. I fought to keep her, but she kept torturing me for four months by not returing my calls and I kept sending her messages about how selfish and cheating she is.
Now, after six months of self torture, depression, self worthlessness and a 100% belief that I will never find love and will have to live this life on my own, I decided to write this post.
I am miserable, yet I am the only supportor for both my mom, dad and daughter. I can't kill myself and I don't want too. But I can't let go, I believe I can never love again and I have developed a complex attitude towards love and marriage.
I am naïve probably, not your average hip kind of guy.. I believed in love, but now I don't. I believed in life but now I don't. I believed in myself - at least on the career level - but now I don't.
I don't want to ever love again, yet I don't want to be alone and depressed all the time, what should I do?
By the way, this is my side of the story and I'm sorry I can't give you the other side too but if I could, I'd say in the last 6 months I was so in rage that I destroyed this relationship completely... after she broke up, I totally lost it and my messages on her cell phone were really nasty. So as you see, I am good most of the time but when I get so hurt, I'm won't be myself anymore.
I don't know how to begin.
I'm so depressed it's not easy to write all this pain inside.
The only reason I'm alive is due to my survival instinct only.
This might sound weird, but I'm Pisces and that's just for the record.
I'm also a lonely son to my parents, I'm 32 now, my birthday was a few days back.
I come from a family that was never happy, my parents continue to fight daily since I was 1 year old. They were never happy, my dad cheated on my mom a lot and all she did to recover was telling me what he did when I was 3 years old and till I reached 18.
I've grown to hate my dad, and hate the fact that he was never faithfull. I also hate that he doesn't know what a family is. He never taught me anything and left me on my own. His existence in my life was just in terms of financial support and nothing else.. I don't know what a father is. I feel I'm an orphan.
In school an during my youth, my only hobbies were reading and studying. I had no interest in girls or rather I was interested but didn't have the courage to approach anyone. I had no self worth.
I had no self worth ever, because I'm overweight. In my childhood, my mom used to stuff me with food even though if I'm full. I tried to tell her many times that I'm full but she'd stuff it in my mouth saying I need to eat to be healthy. I turned out to be an obese child since I was 4 years old. I lost myself worth day after day as I looked at other boys who were fit and healthy.
My mom is miserable too. As for helping me get overweight, till today, she only knows how to show love by cooking us food and making us eat it.
My dad, is living in his own world. He's separated from us, though he lives with us as a father. He's married her too young and found out she's now what he imagined her to be.
By 16 years old, I developed the habit to eat, wheneve I'm lonely or depressed.
I managed to live with my hobbies, feeling empty as days pass by. I longed for a hug or a kiss, I craved a soul with whom I can find love. I was 18 and full of dreams. I went to college and dropped out after two years because I was too focused on finding love than getting a degree.
As a kid, I would top my class in school. But after I dropped out of college, I self studied and climbed high in my career. From a system analyst, to an IT manager, business dev. Manager, marketing and sales manager, general manager etc
I can't complain when it comes to my career, I just failed everything else. I sought a relationship where I would love a special tender caring woman and marry her. But I had no luck in any of my experiences.
First love, never worked out because we were too young. Second relationship, she cheated on me. Third relationship, she cheated on me. Then I got married, to someone and got a child, only to find out that she's a control freak and wants to be the boss in the house. We kept on arguing daily, then I found out she doesn't love me. She dragged me through courts for two years. We divorced with me crying at nights alone for 4 months.
With a twist of magic, I realized I never loved my wife - because she didn't love me - and I felt much better knowing that I have a chance now at finding real love. So I fall again in a relationship, I get cheated on and I leave her.
I was so depressed then, I was having nervous breakdowns every few days. The terrible thing is that when I'm in a relationship, I'd love the other person so sincerely, take care of them, think about them all the time and do everything I can to make them feel special.
I guess I was too much to handle, all the love I had in my heart was beyond their power to handle probably. I don't know, but none of the girls I were with actually cared, they were always self centered. Selfish and cold.
I was persuaded by my intellect that it was my bad luck to have been with the wrong women all along. So it finally happened and I met this special one.. I was 28 and she was 20.. she was in college and full of life. Sweet, innocent and very immature (I found out lately that it was a bad thing).
We fell in love. She knew I had a daughter that was at the time 1 year old. She was studying in college in another country and I had to fly to her to see her. So over 3 years, we had a love relationship that was the meaning to my life. I did everything in the world to make this relationship work. I would fly to her twice a month for two, three days. Talk to her long distance calls everyday for at least an hour... and many many things. I loved her with all my heart. I was protecting her and guiding her all the way. We were supposed to get married when she comes back. She used to come back every 6 months for two weeks which was nice. She kept our relationship a secret because she believes her family will be against it, since I'm a divorced guy with a daughter
Anyway, during all those years, she kept lying to me. She was going out with other guys without telling me. She would lie when I find out, we would fight and little by little things got nasty. I was tired of all the lies and I kept trying to fix it but the more I try it got worse. Finally I found out about her being with a guy in college kissing and stuff. I found out when she lied to me, so I asked her friend - whom I knew - and she told me about that.
That's when I broke down again. I told her and she denied so I called her sister, who knew me faguely and told her to help me out. When her sister interferred, she admitted her fault and cried for two days so I would take her back.
I forgave her, but now we were officially on the edge. She kept lying about similar stuff and I kept reminding her of what she's done to me. Things were very bad, so I flu again and we met and I supposedly made it work.
To make a point clear here, she didn't cheat on me. She was just immature and didn't know what love is. She was full of life and wanted to have lots of boyfriends and experience her fantasies. She's a child and you can't expect much when that's the case, but I didn't know till recently.
She came back home for good, 6 months ago. After two weeks she broke up with me saying her family will not agree on me and stuff like that. I broke down again. I think of suicide a lot but I always suppress that thought because I can't destroy what I have not created in the first place. For my body and soul belong to god and I can't harm his humble creation.
Did I mention that when I knew her, I dropped 80 pounds and became fit for the first time in my life for two years. I was a different man, a very confident man. But now, after she left me, they piled back on, because it was the only way I could torture myself without killing myself.
I'm living in depression, because I am romantic and won't let go of her love. I fought to keep her, but she kept torturing me for four months by not returing my calls and I kept sending her messages about how selfish and cheating she is.
Now, after six months of self torture, depression, self worthlessness and a 100% belief that I will never find love and will have to live this life on my own, I decided to write this post.
I am miserable, yet I am the only supportor for both my mom, dad and daughter. I can't kill myself and I don't want too. But I can't let go, I believe I can never love again and I have developed a complex attitude towards love and marriage.
I am naïve probably, not your average hip kind of guy.. I believed in love, but now I don't. I believed in life but now I don't. I believed in myself - at least on the career level - but now I don't.
I don't want to ever love again, yet I don't want to be alone and depressed all the time, what should I do?
By the way, this is my side of the story and I'm sorry I can't give you the other side too but if I could, I'd say in the last 6 months I was so in rage that I destroyed this relationship completely... after she broke up, I totally lost it and my messages on her cell phone were really nasty. So as you see, I am good most of the time but when I get so hurt, I'm won't be myself anymore.