Lithium2142
Mar 14, 2013, 07:44 PM
Hello,
Hopefully some of you can help me become a sane person again. Or help me help myself. Or help me better understand myself.
First. Some facts:
I am 18 [male]
She is 16 [female]
I know I am young. And I know she is young.
I am a freshman in college. She is a junior in high school.
Our first year anniversary would have been in a week from now. But she broke up with me 5 days ago.
We were together non stop for about 6 months. Then I went to college. And we texted every day almost always. There would never be a time where I didn't text her 'night starlight <3' or 'good morning sunshine!' We saw each other every 2-3 weeks. We saw each other a bunch over breaks... I had trouble with the long distance at first. I missed her so much. She was OK with it from the start. Later on, I started being able to cope with the distance - and she started not coping with it anymore. And she would say that seeing me so briefly and having me go away made her miss me even more so. One time she said not to visit because it would make her miss me more than not visiting at all. It's then that things got worse. [I'll continue after the next paragraph]
To me our relationship used to be a picture perfect romance. She was the first girl I opened up to in every way. I was an extremely shy person before her. I was always told by the girls around me that if I was still single they'd love to marry me when they were older. [Which pisses me off because I have always felt since I was about 10 that I wanted to only date for marriage - so if they would want to marry me in the future what the hell are they doing not trying to date me now?? - I guess I just don't understand... But that is a side topic.] So because of the only in the 'future' thing I never thought that anyone would want me at the time. --- So this girl keeps visiting me in the computer lab. And she is super nice. Which I didn't understand was her flirting. And after much pushing by a friend I finally understand that it IS flirting. I slipped a note in her PO box [private school - we have a Post Office.. ] and on it it says to meet me by the local river and I had drawn a tiny orange rose on the note. I had bought her a dozen orange roses [her favorite] and I had set up a picnic by the river. She didn't know a thing. And she walked up and found the picnic set up and I handed her the roses and I asked her to prom. Later in the day after much walking and holding hands [I was SUPER awkward but she put up with me] we ended up watching the Sherlock British TV series show in the dark in a theater room in one of our school building's basement. I don't remember anything about the episode because I was looking at her the whole time. I was sitting on the carpet with my back resting on a couch chair and she was sitting between my legs and I had my arms wrapped around her. I kept leaning over to try to kiss her... and she kept leaning her head over to me every time I did. But I couldn't reach because of the angle... So I said, "I really want to kiss you. But the angle...". So she gets up turns around and sits back down on me facing me. And I kiss her. That was the first time I ever kissed someone. After a while. When we finally left, I walked outside and I was so dizzy... I was dizzy for the rest of the day. So what followed would be us frequently finding ourselves alone and sneaking off to kiss and we would always hold hands and go on walks and have adventures. The first time she said I love you was on my birthday. I had spent the whole day with her because that is what I wanted. We went to the beach and then eventually found ourselves on the top of the hill where she lives. I was lying in the grass and she was on top of me. The bright blue sky was behind her and her eyes were the most amazing thing I'd ever seen. And she said I love you. That moment and memory is the happiest memory of my life. The time I spent with her made me so incredibly happy and I have so many countless wonderful memories with her.
~~~
Luckily we never had sex because that would make things so much harder for me. We were however naked together several times and I was in her bed with her once. Sigh. She opened me up and with her I was never shy. I was assertive. I grew to be a better happier person with her. So she says that seeing me makes her miss me too much. So she says we need to talk less because missing me and stress from school is too much. At this point I'd do anything and I ask her what I can do for her. She wants to go on a break. I say OK I'll try. I cry all night and can't take it. I let her know it's not working for me. So we agree to just talk less. We talk and say about 2-3 things all day for the week [She never says I love you]. I ask her how she feels. She says she can't focus on school. She's always thinking of me. She says her mother forbade me to see her when I go on break because she needs to study. She says we can't talk until after her finals and SATs. I call her. She says she doesn't know if she loves me anymore. I ask her how could that happen? What did I do? She says I did nothing, and that she's sorry and she needs space to figure it out. I'm sad but my optimism kicks up and I say everything will be OK, we'll go on a break and we can talk again after that to figure things out. I say I love you to her, and she says it back. [slightly confusing].
So I'm dying for the next week and a half. I cry almost every day. I watched Tangled and balled over that. My emotions were a wreck. After her finals I text her 'Congrats on finishing finals! I'll talk to you after the SATs!' She say's we can text a bit. So for the next few days we text a little [no I love yous] but talking to her even briefly lifts my mood and makes me so happy and I tell her that. After her SATs we meet in a cute little new café. She was sitting at one one of the tables so I sat down next to her. She had bought us each a chai tea. We were talking nicely. Normal conversation and seeing how she was giggling and saying stories I thought things were going well. I kept opening my hands sort of offering them for her to hold them over the table. But she never did. I reached and held hers but it was sort of limp and she didn't hold them back.
Of course I'm still happy because I'm seeing her and she's being friendly and fun and the girl I fell in love with. So she says let's go for a walk. I get up put my peacoat on and wait for her. I put my chai cup in the trash. We leave the café and walk to a hidden path on the opposite side of the river. So we are walking we aren't holding hands. I go to hold her hand. And I hold it. But she doesn't really do anything back. The path is kind of wet and snowy [It used to be sunny and warm and you could see the grass at the same time last year]. But we walk. She says its beautiful here at anytime of season and I agree
We then go to a stone bench by the river and sit down. It's sunny and the bench is dry. We sit with our backs to the river because the sun is so bright. I put my hand on her cheek and turn her face and kiss her. She lets me briefly but then says. No! You know I'm sick I don't want to get you sick. At this point I know something is wrong. Because she knows I've never cared if she was sick and would always kiss her anyway. [She actually is sick and has partially lost her voice- a little] So I ask her how she feels. She says you know I'm sick. I say no, I mean about me. This part is slightly a blur.
I was listening to her while playing with the snowy slush with my shoes. She says I make her happy. She's happy to see me. But she can't wait to see me with long distance. She says its too hard for her and she needs to live her life and meet new people. She says she's still unsure how she feels. I say I can't live like this waiting and not knowing anymore. I tell her you need to decide. [I think now that was a mistake.] So she starts getting tears in her eyes. And she says she's sorry to do this because I did nothing wrong. She's said that she doesn't have a reason. That she can't justify it. So I say OK and kiss her forehead and hug her [What can I do?] We are looking into each others eyes.. And I say you know we won't have a middle ground. [How else will I get over her?] I hug her again. She kisses my cheek. I kiss her nose and then get up. So I get up. She gets up too. And we walk back. Together. Which sucks. We don't say anything. And my shoes are being annoyingly squeeky and loud. We walk. I wipe a tear from my eyes. I'm slightly ahead of her. Once we get on the road she says,
"This is torture! I want you to be mad at me! Pissed at me! Not this so I'm not mad at myself!" I reply to her,
What do you want me to do Deanna? I'm in love with you. Then slightly quieter voice. There's nothing I can do.
Then I keep walking into town because that's where my car is... and she is still next to me. I just want to get away at this point so I can cry. I ask her what she's going to do. She says walk up an down the river and then call her mom. She then asks me. And I say I don't know. A little before my car she says wait. I'm ahead of her. She gives me a hug. I don't really hug her back. She says something about talking to her again in a couple months. Then she walks the other way to the river. I walk to my car. Blast the first song. Get home. Go for a run because I'm in shock. Come back and cry in the shower. Went back to school. And for the past 5 days I have barely eaten, my sleeping is terrible - I'm always in bed and sleepy but somehow never sleep - even during the day. I want to cut myself. My veins just look so tantalizing like they are calling to me Cut me! I think she's the one. I think I'll never be as happy as I was with her in my arms. In my whole life I have never been attracted to someone as much as like her. No one else compares. No one is as fun. No one makes me FEEL happy like she makes me feel happy. [I am weird and laugh and smile at everything - it is my reaction whenever I interact with people - even if I'm extremely sad or nervous or anything- I might laugh and smile and LOOK happy. But I never am happy - except when I'm happy... ] And now I don't even smile or laugh. I want to cut myself even though I know it won't solve anything. I don't want to lose her... and I can't accept that I have. I'm going insane. My heart feels sick, I feel pains in my chest.. . I need this to stop.
I keep hoping that she'll want me again. I want to hold her. To cuddle and just look into her eyes. To go on walks with her. To share my life with her. But I can't. And I'm lost. And need to find a way out.
I haven't talked to her at all since then. I did talk to her sister through fb and said to make sure her little sister my ex was OK and that it was nice to meet her [the sister]. But apparently the sister was not aware that she broke up with me. So I say that she seemed pretty miserable ending it and that she should probably check up on her... and that's it.
Sorry for the wall of text.
Thank you,
Shadi
Hopefully some of you can help me become a sane person again. Or help me help myself. Or help me better understand myself.
First. Some facts:
I am 18 [male]
She is 16 [female]
I know I am young. And I know she is young.
I am a freshman in college. She is a junior in high school.
Our first year anniversary would have been in a week from now. But she broke up with me 5 days ago.
We were together non stop for about 6 months. Then I went to college. And we texted every day almost always. There would never be a time where I didn't text her 'night starlight <3' or 'good morning sunshine!' We saw each other every 2-3 weeks. We saw each other a bunch over breaks... I had trouble with the long distance at first. I missed her so much. She was OK with it from the start. Later on, I started being able to cope with the distance - and she started not coping with it anymore. And she would say that seeing me so briefly and having me go away made her miss me even more so. One time she said not to visit because it would make her miss me more than not visiting at all. It's then that things got worse. [I'll continue after the next paragraph]
To me our relationship used to be a picture perfect romance. She was the first girl I opened up to in every way. I was an extremely shy person before her. I was always told by the girls around me that if I was still single they'd love to marry me when they were older. [Which pisses me off because I have always felt since I was about 10 that I wanted to only date for marriage - so if they would want to marry me in the future what the hell are they doing not trying to date me now?? - I guess I just don't understand... But that is a side topic.] So because of the only in the 'future' thing I never thought that anyone would want me at the time. --- So this girl keeps visiting me in the computer lab. And she is super nice. Which I didn't understand was her flirting. And after much pushing by a friend I finally understand that it IS flirting. I slipped a note in her PO box [private school - we have a Post Office.. ] and on it it says to meet me by the local river and I had drawn a tiny orange rose on the note. I had bought her a dozen orange roses [her favorite] and I had set up a picnic by the river. She didn't know a thing. And she walked up and found the picnic set up and I handed her the roses and I asked her to prom. Later in the day after much walking and holding hands [I was SUPER awkward but she put up with me] we ended up watching the Sherlock British TV series show in the dark in a theater room in one of our school building's basement. I don't remember anything about the episode because I was looking at her the whole time. I was sitting on the carpet with my back resting on a couch chair and she was sitting between my legs and I had my arms wrapped around her. I kept leaning over to try to kiss her... and she kept leaning her head over to me every time I did. But I couldn't reach because of the angle... So I said, "I really want to kiss you. But the angle...". So she gets up turns around and sits back down on me facing me. And I kiss her. That was the first time I ever kissed someone. After a while. When we finally left, I walked outside and I was so dizzy... I was dizzy for the rest of the day. So what followed would be us frequently finding ourselves alone and sneaking off to kiss and we would always hold hands and go on walks and have adventures. The first time she said I love you was on my birthday. I had spent the whole day with her because that is what I wanted. We went to the beach and then eventually found ourselves on the top of the hill where she lives. I was lying in the grass and she was on top of me. The bright blue sky was behind her and her eyes were the most amazing thing I'd ever seen. And she said I love you. That moment and memory is the happiest memory of my life. The time I spent with her made me so incredibly happy and I have so many countless wonderful memories with her.
~~~
Luckily we never had sex because that would make things so much harder for me. We were however naked together several times and I was in her bed with her once. Sigh. She opened me up and with her I was never shy. I was assertive. I grew to be a better happier person with her. So she says that seeing me makes her miss me too much. So she says we need to talk less because missing me and stress from school is too much. At this point I'd do anything and I ask her what I can do for her. She wants to go on a break. I say OK I'll try. I cry all night and can't take it. I let her know it's not working for me. So we agree to just talk less. We talk and say about 2-3 things all day for the week [She never says I love you]. I ask her how she feels. She says she can't focus on school. She's always thinking of me. She says her mother forbade me to see her when I go on break because she needs to study. She says we can't talk until after her finals and SATs. I call her. She says she doesn't know if she loves me anymore. I ask her how could that happen? What did I do? She says I did nothing, and that she's sorry and she needs space to figure it out. I'm sad but my optimism kicks up and I say everything will be OK, we'll go on a break and we can talk again after that to figure things out. I say I love you to her, and she says it back. [slightly confusing].
So I'm dying for the next week and a half. I cry almost every day. I watched Tangled and balled over that. My emotions were a wreck. After her finals I text her 'Congrats on finishing finals! I'll talk to you after the SATs!' She say's we can text a bit. So for the next few days we text a little [no I love yous] but talking to her even briefly lifts my mood and makes me so happy and I tell her that. After her SATs we meet in a cute little new café. She was sitting at one one of the tables so I sat down next to her. She had bought us each a chai tea. We were talking nicely. Normal conversation and seeing how she was giggling and saying stories I thought things were going well. I kept opening my hands sort of offering them for her to hold them over the table. But she never did. I reached and held hers but it was sort of limp and she didn't hold them back.
Of course I'm still happy because I'm seeing her and she's being friendly and fun and the girl I fell in love with. So she says let's go for a walk. I get up put my peacoat on and wait for her. I put my chai cup in the trash. We leave the café and walk to a hidden path on the opposite side of the river. So we are walking we aren't holding hands. I go to hold her hand. And I hold it. But she doesn't really do anything back. The path is kind of wet and snowy [It used to be sunny and warm and you could see the grass at the same time last year]. But we walk. She says its beautiful here at anytime of season and I agree
We then go to a stone bench by the river and sit down. It's sunny and the bench is dry. We sit with our backs to the river because the sun is so bright. I put my hand on her cheek and turn her face and kiss her. She lets me briefly but then says. No! You know I'm sick I don't want to get you sick. At this point I know something is wrong. Because she knows I've never cared if she was sick and would always kiss her anyway. [She actually is sick and has partially lost her voice- a little] So I ask her how she feels. She says you know I'm sick. I say no, I mean about me. This part is slightly a blur.
I was listening to her while playing with the snowy slush with my shoes. She says I make her happy. She's happy to see me. But she can't wait to see me with long distance. She says its too hard for her and she needs to live her life and meet new people. She says she's still unsure how she feels. I say I can't live like this waiting and not knowing anymore. I tell her you need to decide. [I think now that was a mistake.] So she starts getting tears in her eyes. And she says she's sorry to do this because I did nothing wrong. She's said that she doesn't have a reason. That she can't justify it. So I say OK and kiss her forehead and hug her [What can I do?] We are looking into each others eyes.. And I say you know we won't have a middle ground. [How else will I get over her?] I hug her again. She kisses my cheek. I kiss her nose and then get up. So I get up. She gets up too. And we walk back. Together. Which sucks. We don't say anything. And my shoes are being annoyingly squeeky and loud. We walk. I wipe a tear from my eyes. I'm slightly ahead of her. Once we get on the road she says,
"This is torture! I want you to be mad at me! Pissed at me! Not this so I'm not mad at myself!" I reply to her,
What do you want me to do Deanna? I'm in love with you. Then slightly quieter voice. There's nothing I can do.
Then I keep walking into town because that's where my car is... and she is still next to me. I just want to get away at this point so I can cry. I ask her what she's going to do. She says walk up an down the river and then call her mom. She then asks me. And I say I don't know. A little before my car she says wait. I'm ahead of her. She gives me a hug. I don't really hug her back. She says something about talking to her again in a couple months. Then she walks the other way to the river. I walk to my car. Blast the first song. Get home. Go for a run because I'm in shock. Come back and cry in the shower. Went back to school. And for the past 5 days I have barely eaten, my sleeping is terrible - I'm always in bed and sleepy but somehow never sleep - even during the day. I want to cut myself. My veins just look so tantalizing like they are calling to me Cut me! I think she's the one. I think I'll never be as happy as I was with her in my arms. In my whole life I have never been attracted to someone as much as like her. No one else compares. No one is as fun. No one makes me FEEL happy like she makes me feel happy. [I am weird and laugh and smile at everything - it is my reaction whenever I interact with people - even if I'm extremely sad or nervous or anything- I might laugh and smile and LOOK happy. But I never am happy - except when I'm happy... ] And now I don't even smile or laugh. I want to cut myself even though I know it won't solve anything. I don't want to lose her... and I can't accept that I have. I'm going insane. My heart feels sick, I feel pains in my chest.. . I need this to stop.
I keep hoping that she'll want me again. I want to hold her. To cuddle and just look into her eyes. To go on walks with her. To share my life with her. But I can't. And I'm lost. And need to find a way out.
I haven't talked to her at all since then. I did talk to her sister through fb and said to make sure her little sister my ex was OK and that it was nice to meet her [the sister]. But apparently the sister was not aware that she broke up with me. So I say that she seemed pretty miserable ending it and that she should probably check up on her... and that's it.
Sorry for the wall of text.
Thank you,
Shadi