My "first love" story revisited
I doubt anyone remembers my story. But roughly 6 months ago I came to this site just like everyone else and poured my heart out. My girlfriend at the time broke up with me because she said she needed to explore. She was young and in college. At the time we have been dating for 1.5 years. We broke up and my difficult journey began. She was my first love and we shared many firsts. The first 3 weeks I did everything possibly wrong and could not find the strength to move on. Finally, after getting hurt several times I decided to move on. She saw the strength I had and wanted me back. We talked and I explained to her how I would only take her back if she is ready and will not have the same feelings again. She promised and we got back together. Six months of bliss passed. We worked on our relationship, fixed our previous problems and fell deeper in love. This leads us to present time.
School starts again and everything seems fine. I saw no signs like last time that she wanted to leave me. She kept on expressing her love to me and I to her. Life was bliss. Then one night she went over to college residential community and spent some time there with friends. Immediately the next day I noticed something wrong. That night she did not call me or come over like she usually does after I get home. She didn't answer my texts and finally answered one of my calls. The next day she avoided me all day too. I finally asked her to meet me and talk over lunch. We met and she told me how she had the same feelings again that she had a few months ago.
So the process began again. She told me how she did not want to continue hurting me by having these doubts. She said that there were parts of her life that went away when we started dating. She wanted to have that part back again and just go through self-exploration to find out who she is. This is understandable since she is still young and in college. I asked why she could not share those experience with me since I was very open/accepting to any experiences. Never once did I tell her that she could not do something or act a certain way. I accepted her for who she was and every single quality that came with her. I told her that I would be glad to incorporate any lost parts and would love to explore new avenues with her. No matter what I offered her, she still gave me the same answer. She we broke up again. So here I am now again. Lost, hurt, and wounded. Some very wise people on this forum told me that I should not take her back again because they knew what would happen again. Did I listen? No.
I know what I need to do now. Loose all contact with her. Keep myself busy and move on. Let her go. We both want to stay in touch and become friends but I know this won't work. She still was my first love. I miss her and I thank her for what I was able to experience with her. Even though this a dramatic life event I still am glad that I was able to experience it. I learned a lot from her and without her I would not be the man I am today. I do hope one day our paths cross again but this is not something I will be waiting for. I just wanted to share this experience with you all so that some who are in similar positions will know what can happen.
It is tough when Im 21 but I feel much much older. Most individuals my age do not share the same values as I do. Hence why I really appreciated when I found someone who was so similar to me. I have been through so many life experience (genocide, war, constant moving, parents divorcing,) but I feel like having lost my first love is worse then any of the mentioned above.
I know I will heal and writing this down/sharing is helping me a great deal.
Thank you for listening. Any feedback would be greatly appreciated.