I have been dating this girl now for about 2 years. To be honest, it has been the longest relationship I have ever had. And I could really see us being together for a long time. We have so much in common, and we got along great as friends at first. And we moved on to be in a relationship together.
About a week ago, she tells me a few things. First, she told me while I was over in the desert that she gave up on us. Secondly, she got mad at me for giving another girl a hug when I got. Third, she got mad at me for having porn in my carry on baggage when I got home. Fourth, she wanted to go and visit her family in another state, and be by herself when she did it.
I really didn't mind the fact that she wanted to go and visit her family in another state. I knew she hasn't seen them for awhile, and they haven't seen or heard about me for awhile.
She knew I wanted to go out that Friday night. Because of it being St. Pattricks Day and all. And haven't celebrated it for the past 3 years, I wanted to go and celebrate it, with her. But she was going out of town, and I wanted to go and do that with her. I told her I was not going to go with out her. But she told me to go and have a good time. I needed to and it was okay. After her and I going over me not going, and her telling me to. I finally said I would.
I went down with some guys from work, which I thought was a good idea. And we started to drink. It was the first time I drank in over 6 months, so I am a lite weight now days. And I got drunk, and separated from the guys from work. So I set out to find them. After an hour of looking for them, I went back to the vehicles to wait for them.
When I got back to the vehicles , I only found my truck setting there. So, I got in the back of the truck, and passed out. I got up the next morning, early, and drove home. I knew the night prior, I was in no shape to drive home. And I didn't have the money for a hotel room. So I passed out in the back seat of the truck.
While I was driving home the next morning. She calls me on my cell phone, and hangs up on me. She didn't say one word to me, just hung up. So I called her back to see what was going on. And she started giving me the third degree. And hung up on me again.
She told me not to call her or come by her house ever again. And I being the man I am, honored her wishes. I haven't called her, or seen her in a week. She called me today telling me about her first husband being in trouble with the law in her home town. And I asked her if I could see her sometime over this weekend. (I think I screwed up there.) And then she said she had to go.
I can't help but still have these feelings for her. And I think she still has them for me. I am totally lost right now, and could use some advice. Can you help? What do I do?:confused: