Feels thread about ex

Feels thread about ex

I feel bad for ya OP. Get an escort and get fucked up with your friends. You'll get over it

I saw her in my dreams tonight. she had her birthday yesterday. Said happy birthday to her via text but she didnt respond. 4 years apart now :/

We were in the pep band together at school. We didn’t get to see each other much at all, as I was in the 8th grade and she was in the 7th grade; however, I would frequently see her in the library in the morning and she would flirt with me. For example, one day in the library she passed me a note that said she liked my haircut. It wasn’t many days after that, that she gave me a note asking me out. I honestly didn’t know if I should say yes. I thought she was a cool girl. At the time, however, I wasn’t sure I wanted to go out with someone a grade below me. I ended up saying yes to her, mainly because I didn’t want to say no.
I had learned early on that she was a muslim. This knowledge was actually one of the main reasons I was in doubt about accepting her request to be my girlfriend in the first place. I was just embarrassed about what my family might think about me dating a muslim. After all, my dad was a pretty Christian guy. Another thing I learned was that she had a brother in my grade (8th). I had known this guy before I had even known her. It was actually surprising to me when I learned that I was dating this guy’s sister. I sat with him pretty much every day at lunch.

It was because of these two things that we had to keep our relationship a secret from the very beginning. She really did not want her brother or mom to find out about us dating. She told me she knew her family would not approve of her dating anyone. We ended up being very bad at keeping this secret. Eventually all of our friends knew about us and it was only a matter of time until her brother found out. He did eventually find out, but he never directly confronted me about it. The situation was just extremely awkward for both of us. So, naturally, we just completely ignored it around each other. My girlfriend was still worried, however, about her mom finding out. One day she actually decided that she wanted to just go ahead and tell her mom about me. She wanted to do this by bringing me up to meet her after school one day. I told her I really didn’t want to do it because I knew it would be really awkward meeting her mom, but she ended up convincing me it was for the best. She said she thought that her mom had disallowed her previous relationship with a guy (another guy in band & her grade level) she dated because she tried to hide it from her. So, she was hoping that if she didn’t hide me from her mom then maybe her mom would accept us being together. It actually seemed to work. I was introduced to her mom, and her mom was actually quite nice. Afterwards, she ended up telling me that her mom really liked me! Well, this was obviously good news. We no longer had to keep our relationship a secret from anybody.

At our school, there wasn’t any talking allowed in the library in the morning. And since that was one of the few times we got to see each other every day, we developed a system of communicating through handwritten notes. I would spend almost every bus ride to school writing a note to give her when I saw her in the library in the morning. She would write me notes just as frequently and I would really enjoy reading them. The main time we actually got to talk to each other was during band class. Despite being a grade ahead of her, we still shared the same band class. Also, I remember several nights, after playing pep band for a football game, where we would walk and talk with each other for hours around the stadium. It was over this time that I grew to really like her – maybe even love her already.

At some point early on her notes to me began to take a darker turn. She would complain to me about being horribly depressed about things. She would tell me that her mom never appreciated her. She would complain that she did all the chores in the house, yet her brother got all the attention. I would respond to these notes as well as I could. I truly cared about her and tried to encourage her through anything that was depressing her. Also, she would often explain to me how sad she was over the death of her father. Her father died when she was in around the 2nd grade. He died of an unknown cause (they did not request an autopsy) in the middle of the night. She would even write to me about the day she discovered him dead. I felt tremendous sympathy for her over this. I too had experienced a loss in my immediate family such as this. When I was in the 4th grade my older sister died. My sister had juvenile diabetes and went into cardiac arrest one day when her blood sugar was out of whack. I didn’t tell her about this though. I guess I just didn’t like talking about it. Though, she did find out later. It was when we were on a school trip with the band. Both of our moms were chaperones on the trip and they talked to each other a lot. I guess at some point my mom told her mom about my sister, because after that trip she knew about it. She wrote me a special note saying how sorry she was for me about it and everything. I appreciated it, and I felt we bonded even closer after this.

I really believe I helped her through the bout of depression she had that year. In the beginning of the year she dressed almost like she was a “goth” kid every day. She would wear the same black hoodie almost every day. A couple months after we started dating, however, she was different. She no longer dressed like a goth and, overall, seemed to have way more confidence and joy. She made me happier, too. Every day I would look forward to the times I got to see her. Anytime I was with her was simply the best part of my day. I don’t think I was ever without a smile when around her. I really loved her.
We began to consume each other’s thoughts more and more. She was all I ever thought about. Our notes to each other got even longer. Even though her mom seemed to be ok with us being together, we were still not aloud to go on any sort of date with each other. The only time I really got to see her outside of school in 8th grade was one time when I was invited to her birthday party. Over christmas break we knew we would not get an opportunity to see each other. So, she wrote me a series of notes to read each week of christmas break. Also, I gave her my email address. She didn’t have an email address of her own at this point but she thought she was visiting some of her cousins over the break and assumed she’d be able to use one of their email addresses. This turned out to be true. I got several emails from this point on - at most once a day, as she seemed to only be able to write them in secret. On this point I am still a little bit confused myself. Maybe she just thought it would be awkward if her mom or brother saw her writing an email to me. I guess I can understand that.

That sucks user

Well, everything seemed to be going great, but near about 2/3rds through my 8th grade year. She started to never respond to my notes. She even began to avoid me. I could never find her at our normal meeting spots throughout the day anymore. Of the few notes she did write me during this time period, one of them concerned the difficulties she was having dating me because of her religion. She told me that she shouldn’t be “an item” with me because of her religion. Also, she said her mom had told her to stop dating me. I responded that if she wanted to pretend to break up with me and we could just be “friends”, I would be ok with that. I told her, “We would be friends who just so happen to still love each other.” Well, one day soon after that I saw her in the hallway and she told me, “We should just be friends.” She hugged me and then she walked away.

After this, however, we did not truly remain friends like I had thought. I could tell she pretty much wanted nothing to do with me. I still wrote her an occasional note to give her on the occasion I saw her at school, but I pretty much never got a response. I was really confused why she wouldn’t remain friends with me. If the only reason she gave for breaking up with me were true (her mom), she should want to remain my friend..because she would still love me; however, what I found was that there was another reason she broke up with me. It became obvious to me that she just used her religion and her mom as an excuse to break up with me. The reality was that she had stopped loving me. It was a harsh reality to deal with for me. Somehow I still felt like maybe there was hope for a future though. After all, I still saw her (briefly) almost every day. I remember on the last day of school she even hugged me goodbye, as we knew we would not see each other for a while, because summer was starting and the next school year I would be going to a different school than her. I would be going to high school, while she would still be going to the middle school. Nonetheless, she remained on my mind a lot. I (foolishly) began to convince myself that maybe we still stood a chance together, maybe her excuses for breaking up with me were truthful, and maybe she still loved me.

im having a hard time fapping to this story

Near the beginning of the summer, however, I went to a party this girl I knew was having for her birthday. At the party I found out something about my ex. She had started dating someone right after she broke up with me! I had seen this guy before, too. I had often seen him sitting with my ex and her friends when I would see her in the library in the morning. This news really hurt me. It was like she broke up with me a 2nd time. I had brought myself to a successful state of denial over her breaking up with me. I told myself things like, “She only broke up with me because her mom told her to.” This news shattered all those feelings. I did, at least, hear that they broke up pretty quickly. Apparently, the guy randomly kissed her one day, and she didn’t like it so she broke up with him. Regardless of the detail, at this point one thing was clear to me – her true reason for breaking up with me was that she didn’t love me. None of her other excuses were honest. I was heartbroken.

topkek

I still got maybe a total of 5 brief emails from her during the course of the entire summer. They were just enough for me to still cling on to some bit of hope for “us.” She even ended some of the emails with “love ya.” Of course, I was still upset about her lying to me when she broke up with me; however, I was still, unfortunately, in love with her.
When my 9th grade year started, I actually got to see her a lot more than I thought I would. Her brother was in marching band with me in 9th grade, so she would come to every football game and competition we had. I even got to see her after practices and band camp, because she would usually be with her mom when her mom picked her brother up from the band practices. Naturally, I usually had a note to give her when I saw her on days like these. Surprisingly, she actually responded to all these notes again. I started to feel really happy again, I could truly tell she was starting to like me again. In one of her notes she even told me how much taller I looked and stuff, in a good way.
So, one day after a football game I was talking with her and I asked her about why she broke up with me and then started dating another guy. She basically just told me, “I am so sorry. I was just really stupid back then. I didn’t love you then near as much as I do now!” I believed her. We then officially got back together.

Here's my story
>got a girlfriend she was super nice
>she has depression and anxiety really really bad
>took each other's virginities
>about 6 months into our
relationship I could tell I was making her depression worse so I ended it
>it hurt really bad but it was for her
>month later we start talking again
>fell in love all over again
>only lasted for about 20 days
>she ended it over text one day
>she said she felt like I was using her and I was making her super unhappy and she even cut because of me
>said she went to therapy
>said she couldn't have anything close to a relationship
>not even a month later she got another guy
>it's been 2 months
I apologized so much, poured my heart out and all she said was that I was being manipulative and she didn't want to hear the same shit over and over
Been a month since we've last had contact
Feels bad

We really didn’t get to see each other too often because we went to different schools, but we wrote each other really long notes to give to each other each time we knew we’d see each other. Also, she still seemed to not want anybody to know we were dating, but everybody still found out again like last time. Regardless, we still always attempted to keep things on the “low down.” Similarly, she told me her mom still wouldn’t allow her to go on any actual dates with me. Other than that, things actually went pretty good between us. We had a definite attraction to one another, that’s for sure. I 100% believed she loved me again, and I was happy.

bitches man...

Things continued as expected until about halfway through the school year. I was going on a marching band trip to another state to march in a parade. It just so happened that her mom was going to be a chaperone on this trip and she was going to go WITH her mom. So, she would actually be going on the trip with me even though she wasn’t in the high school marching band yet. We were both pretty excited about this because we knew we’d get to see each other a lot during the trip.
She completely consumed my mind during the trip. The whole trip all I wanted to do was be with her. Nothing else mattered to me when I had the option to be with her. For example, I remember, at one point during the trip, the whole marching band went to an Italian restaurant to eat dinner. The seating in the restaurant consisted of a lot of tables with about 8 seats each. I remember there was one table filled with a lot of my good friends and another table with a bunch of moms/chaperones sitting at it. I chose to sit at the table with all the chaperones, simply because that is where she was sitting. She was sitting there with her mom. The dinner was a little awkward sitting around all the chaperones, but it was still my favorite part of the trip. We got to talk a lot with each other during the meal, and it was just nice to sit and eat with her.

Basically
I want her back but at the same time she left me lost

I know the feeling

Later on during the marching band trip she gave me a note. It was a pretty long note. She told me about how she couldn’t stop thinking of me, and many other things. Near the end of the note, however, she talked about how she was lying in a bed wearing nothing but shortshorts and a spaghetti strap shirt. The most we had done together at this point was hug and hold hands. So, obviously, this was pretty exciting to me. I gave her a long response to that note on the last day of the trip. At the end of my response I told her that the thought of her in shortshorts made me horny. It was the first time I had said anything like that to her, so I was really nervous about how she would react to it. I felt it was the right time, because (judging from the end of her last note to me) she was clearing wanting me to say something like that. At least that’s what I thought.
I kept waiting anxiously for a response to that fateful note I sent her. A response never came. After this trip she completely stopped contacting me. Of course, it didn’t help that the end of this trip marked the end of marching band season. After all, the main time I got to see her was during football games where she was there with her mom to watch her brother in the band or marching practice where I would see her because she was with her mom picking up her brother from the practice. I now had no way of contacting her. I saw her once or twice on the few times we had an after school practice for symphonic band or something, and I gave her a long note asking her why she was ignoring me. She continued to ignore me. Until, a guy I barely knew came up to me and gave me a note he said was from her. (This guy had a younger brother who went to the middle school, so apparently she gave it to his younger brother so he could give it to the guy who gave it to me.)

In the note was basically what I expected, but it still hurt just as much. She broke up with me. I honestly do not remember what reason she gave for it in the note, but I do know it was not truthful. Regardless, it put me into such a state of depression. I could barely even eat for weeks. It was all I could think about. I couldn’t believe she didn’t love me again. I had made her my everything, and now I had nothing. I suspected the actual reason she broke up with me to be due to the note response I gave her on the marching band trip – that, coupled with the fact that we never got to see each other (again, being that it was after marching band season) caused her to “fall out of love” with me.
The information I am about to tell you in this paragraph I did not find out until much later, however, I am still going to put it here for the story’s sake. I found much later on from a friend that still went to the middle school, that she actually cried over the note I sent her where I said she made me “horny.” I guess it was just a shock to her because she was raised in such a conservative muslim home. Also, I found out much later on from a different source that she actually dated somebody else during this time period. It was a guy who was in her grade. I don’t know exactly when she started dating him, but my guess is that it was really soon after she dumped me. I actually think she might have dumped me to start dating him, but I do not know for sure.

Nigga you gay

Near the end of my 9th grade year of school I started getting emails from her again. They weren’t anything special, just forwarded chain emails; however, some of the chain emails had certain romantic implications to them; for example, a couple of them went along the lines of “get kissed by somebody you love if you forward this email.” Whenever I got one of these types of chain emails I would really hope she sent it to me to flirt with me. Regardless, I knew these chain emails meant she was thinking about me…and I was certainly thinking about her.
Her mom taught at a local elementary school. This is significant because right before summer started her brother told me that their mom was moving classrooms, and he asked if my twin brother and I would come with them after school to help all the stuff from one classroom to the other. My twin brother and I both agreed, as it would be able to count as community service hours; however, my main reason for agreeing to help was to be able to see his sister. Also, my twin brother coming along to help worked out nicely. He had no interest in my friend’s sister and was also a friend of my friend, so he talked with him enough that I was given plenty of opportunities for private conversations with her throughout the day. I was so happy the entire day being with her and talking with her. I could tell she enjoyed it too. By the end of the day I was certain she was in love with me again.

Over that summer we were back in a relationship with each other again. We would email each other and exchange notes all the time; however, her mom would still not allow her to go on dates with me or anything. Also, she still preferred to keep us a secret from her mom and brother to prevent them from getting upset. I remember several nights though when we would get on the computer and IM for hours. She would sneak out of bed in the middle of the night and text me that she had gotten on the computer usually around 3am or so. This would wake me up so I could go to the computer and we could IM the rest of the night. I remember I loved every second of it.
I did get to actually see her several times over the summer for various reasons too. For example, one day over the summer I was invited to help her brother build a patio at their house. She was pretty good at thinking of whatever way possible we would be able to see each other. I was too, and we took advantage of every opportunity we could over the summer. The best time was during the end of the summer, during band camp: two solid weeks of band practice with her. Haha..I remember out favorite part of practices was when the director would have us march across the field holding hands to make sure we stayed aligned correctly while marching. We would always make sure we were standing next to each other so we could hold hands.
When my 10th grade year in high school started things got even better. We were able to see each other almost every day, as she was now a freshman in high school and I was a sophomore at the same high school. I would get to be with her every day at school in the morning and during band class. Also, I would see her every day after school during band practice. Also, I would be with her every Friday night because the band played at all the football games. Marching band was so much more fun with her there with me. We spent every possible second with each other.

Damn

Suddenly, half way through my tenth grade year started behaving coldly towards me. Sure enough, a day or so after I started noticing her acting distant, she broke up with me. She claimed her reason was due to her perceived inability for us to ever get married because of her religion; however, we had discussed this topic several times before and always decided we would get around it. It was clear she just made up another excuse to break up with me because she no longer loved me. Her breaking up with me for a third time was still (somehow) shocking to me. I took it really hard. It literally made me sick to my stomach. I could almost never eat and I threw up all the time. I ended up spending the rest of that school year just trying to ignore her, because I quickly realized she would use every opportunity she could to show me how over me she was. I succeeded in ignoring her, despite the fact that I sat right next to her in band; and, for the most part, she left me alone too. It was still near impossible to get over her. Even by the end of my 10th grade year I still cried some nights thinking about it.

Fuck you Judy.
You're always on my mind.
I wish we worked it out.
I'm sorry for pushing it afterwards. I was a mess. You gotta understand, I was never in love or loved or cared about anything other than drugs,music and my dog before I met you. Not an excuse. We saved each other, I guess that's what killed it. We were both fucked up and unfucking each other quickly. Would have fucking married you too. Fuck your dad and brothers. I wish you would have told me what actually caused it, you gave me a half assed excuse.

I'd try to contact you, but I can't. I hope you didn't kill yourself or anything. I hope you didn't spiral backwards either. You're a star, baby.
Im in a sinking ship now, and it makes me think about how you're doing a lot. You're always a part of me. I fucking hate it. I don't love you or anything still. Kinda hate you. Still I hope you're doing good and didn't fall back into depression.

who cares OP she's ugly

>ex/gf of 1 year couldn't be straight with me
>says shes no longer in love with me basically out of nowhere
>on skype out of all fucking places
>broke up with me after my birthday
>and as I'm recovering from a shitty stomach flu
>AND as I'm leaving for Japan for vacation for 3 weeks
>waited till I got back to finally break it off in person
>gave me a bag of half eaten kit kats as reconciliation
>and a shitty written letter

bitches ain't fucking worth it. you're better off focusing on your happiness

I broke up with my GF of four years a few months ago. She cant get over me, and Ive been using her for sex recently. Starting to feel like a asshole. But shes the only girl i hook up with who I fuck raw.
>Pic related

I mean to be edgy but what do you do if you're not happy?

I don't mean to be edgy*

did you break up with her cuz her areolas were too big for her boobs?

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Jesus this thread. The pain after a break up with someone you think you're going to have forever with only to lose them when they promised they'd never leave is something else. but honestly the best thing you can do is invest in yourself . people are shallow. do that and they'll flock to you. invest in absolutely every aspect of yourself. and anchor yourself to something you love to do . fufil your life ambitions with it and the rest will come with it . people always bleat on about the power of love and whilst it is true to a degree it's better to try and understand before hand that anuthing can change in a moment on a whim. unfortunately it's something you have to experience at least once to learn the lesson and even then it can take years to recover . But you will and you can still have everything you just gotta do you and make a plan a route no matter how difficult .

Pretend, literally do anything else that doesn't involve her. you're obviously allowed to hurt, just stop contacting her entirely. Go work out, pick up an old habit, enjoy yourself.

It's not even a "le fuck all women" deal, NEVER EVER rely your happiness solely on a chick, that'll always end up in disaster. Create a life that'll make them want to be around YOU, not the other way around.

It's even the same with people in general, as cheesy as it is, the person that'll always be there for you is yourself.

>TL;DR
Occupy your life with other shit. Fuck everybody else. Do what makes YOU happy. Time is your friend.

Dated from the time I was 17-23, turned 30 last week and still think of her every day. Hell I'm married and she is the only person I've ever loved.

why did you marry someone you don't love. why would you shackle yourself to a life of unhappiness

Got tired of just fucking girls with no meaning. So tried dating and going through the motions. Eventually dated one girl for about a year, she got preggo got married. I love my kids just could care less about the wife

And this, my friends, is America.

I am literally to shy for a girlfriend,
was bullied in School so I am not to confident about my looks
two month ago I was with a girl at her place in basicly a netflix and chill situation and I didnt do shit anons
we kissed before and she was basicly on top of me drawing hearts on my chest.
after that she broke up with me
probably going to die a wizard
should i just sell my v card to a hooker?

Yeah I'm hoping I never ever come to this situation. hell yours still pining over a girl from a decade ago. which means you haven't done much in the intervening period of time . id rather just kill myself and have some dignity going out that way then letting my life pan out like that. success at any cost

most of the guys on here wouldn't even get to that situation. although you have spectacularly fucked it up I can understand being nervous and shy but really if you've got that far you should have been able to manage. you obviously have some issues to work through.

what do you look like user and what are you like with girls?

do you have any weird behaviors with women?
I knew this kid who use to always ask girls about their boobs, periods and yeast infections, make lewd comments about them, touch all over them, and only got one gf who broke up with him cuz he touched all over other girls

> Be in highschool.
> Start hooking up with girl from up the street.
> She's a mousy catholic schoolgirl and a couple of years younger than me..
> Start doing sex stuff, end up taking each others virginity.
> Is awesome, live in a bubble of music and sex for years.
> Both grow and become cooler people.
> I make out with her best friends little sister, so she jacks off some guy while on a school camp.
> After being together for three years the wheels slowly start to come off.
> We break up.
> A year later we start hooking up again regularly.
> I think we're gonna get back together.
> We don't. Stop hooking up.
> She moves away.

> 3 years later get a phone call, it's her. Talk for hours, do phone sex. Then nothing.

> 2 years later we start emailing, then it stops.
> She comes to my town with her band, I go see her.
> She's with some old musician dude. Says hi then ignores me.I get drunk and cause a scene.
> I've had a few relationships by now but they never stack up to her.
> Eventually meet a cool chick, think she's great. All is well.
> Email ex and say I've found someone and I think she's the one.
> Ex replies and says she's happy for me and that she thought we'd always end up together but still, she's happy for me.
> My current gf and I break up. Never got to propose, had to hock ring I'd bought for her and never got to give her. Sad.
> My ex calla and says she's in town so we catch up.
> We drink and fuck. Is fun.
> She seems to have changed. No longer the mousy schoolgirl I fell in love with 15 years ago.
> Kinda hollow inside since then and even though I've had relationships since then and am currently in one, it all feels bland compared to high school relationship from 20 years ago.
> Sigh.

I've tried moving on, but can't seem to care about anybody like I did her. And I am successful in my job and love my kids so got plenty to live for. I don't need to be with her to be happy

This. It all boils down to 3 words -- GET OVER IT.

Men are statistically more emotionally effected by a break-up for a longer period of time.

You submit the power over your own life too much to one person, when they've already gone. The people who move on faster are the one's that understand those 3 words.

Remember the good, learn from the bad. And move the fuck on to someone else. Be sad but don't let it debilitate you.

I guess I look normal, no strange mutations or stuff that grosses out people

and i dont have any really weird behaviours either its just that, and i know this sounds probably sounds stupid af, im really shy and insecure. I have made her laugh and cuddle up to me, she even kissed me the first time instead of it being the other way around but I then I well, didnt do anything, and by that fucked it up.

I hope I get lucky like that again, but I dont get in these kind of situations rather often
I think you can guess that im not the type of guy that just picks up girls at a bar, im more the type of guy that posts selfies in rate threads on /soc/ because thats how i validate myself.
How does one even pick up a girl?

>should i just sell my v card to a hooker?
Dude, are you still in highschool or college? Honestly, people glorify "losing your virginity" too much, like you NEED to lose it by a certain time or else you're going to die alone.

1) If what you're looking for is strictly sex with a "sexy thiccc gurl", then go hire a hooker and enjoy yourself, stop overthinking it because it sounds like you just want to get your dick wet.

2) If you're looking for an intimate time with a S/O then wait it out, clean yourself up, exercise/lift, learn how to please a woman beforehand and understand how to BEFRIEND (keyword here) a girl first before you immediately think of the quickest way to fuck her.

I'm being serious with this, from an user to user. PLEASE read how to fucking pleasure a woman and what the clitoris is, don't be some faggot pumping nonstop till completion, woman will lose interest so fast. Life is not porn. Unless you're going with 1) then practice, I'm sure they don't give a shit but will appreciate the effort.

can confirm despite us loving each other equally and planning an entire life together and her telling me she couldn't imagine a life without me. When we broke up it took me multiple years to recover and get my life back on track and heading towards something . whereas she was dating within a month of breaking up and in a long term relationship 4months later. it's just how it is. like he said you submit everything to one person and you lose the will to live because they were in control of the path you were on. you end up lost . you take all the words and romantic sappy stuff to heart and struggle to comprehend how it shifted so drastically how they can feel that way about another person. and the truth is you literally have to experience it at least once in order to realise that the only thing worth investing in is yourself .

if you wanna a high school romance you gotta make it happen and find someone who's taken by all that kinda stuff. it's not hard but some women at that age just aren't in to it .

should be easy, gain confidence, ask her for number and make invitation to home, its easier than it seems

WHAT IS THIS SHIT? I TRIED TO READ IT AND IT MADE MY HEAD HURT!

I usually end up dating girls in their early 20's. And they love it. I take them on date, open doors, pull out chairs, etc. Do the whole romance thing, and they love it. That's not really the issue.

I just get bored of it/them. Even if they're lovely and supportive. It just never feels like it did when everything was new.

Hell, even hooking up with my ex all those years later still didn't compare. To herself! Weird man.

Soz,that was for

>you literally have to experience it at least once in order to realise that the only thing worth investing in is yourself .

To a certain extent. I didn't mean that you should stop looking or never fall in love again. But that you should learn to let go. You should know when you drift apart, and accept that people change.

Don't let the past have power over your future or present either.

Don't think you need to lose it by a certain point or you're going to die alone. but certainly if you've reached your mid twenties having never done so then the future does look pretty grim. q

Met my ex when i was in my 20's. Hit it off right away. Relationship lasted 14 years.
Married, kids, the works.
She was my soul. My driving force to be.
Then she got bored and couldn't handle the kids. Kept seeing other people and being jealous of what she was missing. She started an affair with a way older woman and didn't have a problem with it even when i pleaded with her to stop.
Then she came out as transgender.
I still loved him.
We had another kid.
She transitioned.
I still loved him.
Then he started getting bored again.
Eventually I caught him with a kid fucking around behind my back. I begged them to stop and they wouldn't. I kicked him out of my bed and my kids don't understand why.
He's happier now. I'm stuck emotionally unable to move on and dealing with our kids, house and mortgage.
I don't see a future for myself outside of them and don't know if I'll ever be able to trust anyone ever again.

>dated a girl who was a year younger than me once
>I was a junior, she was a sophomore
>met in german class, she was really outgoing and a little annoying, but she was sorta cute
>okay, 5/10, if i'm being honest, but she had big boobs and was a weeb/gamer/nerd like I was
>we instantly hit it off, start hanging out at her place after school and on weekends to game
>figured I had to lock her down, so I asked her out
>she says yes, we start hanging out after school every day
>things start getting more intimate as time goes on, play wrestling, foot.back/shoulder rubs/cuddling
>she even introduces me to her whole family/takes me to family reunions
>her family was the coolest and they made me feel like I was one of their own
>took me on trips and vacations with them, threw me a huge birthday party, had me over for Christmas
>I genuinely loved them and, over time, I started to love/care about my actual gf less than I cared about her family
>she had a dominatrix bent and started taking things too far. trying to ballbust me and shit
>wasn't into it, but she never listened when I told her to stop
>she suddenly becomes colder and more selfish too, and I notice that she never calls me her bf out loud or to her friends
>she's playing Destiny one day and her teammates hear me in the background
>"who's that?"
>"oh, that's just... my friend."
>crushed. freak out over it after the match was over
>she admits that she's confused about her sexuality and doesn't really know if she ever liked me like that in the first place
>just thought I was cool and liked that I could make her laugh
>we fight, we break up, we fight, we get back together
>eventually, I got tired of the bullshit and broke it off permanently.
She texts me every so often complaining that we could've worked things out and telling me how much she misses me and that she's changed, but I don't buy it and always tell her so. Her family absolutely despises me now. Not a day goes by that I don't wonder, what if.

Was with my ex for 5 years. It's been almost 6 years since it ended. I still think about her. We were both young and made mistakes, still wish it worked out. See her in my dreams a couple times a week. I wonder if she still thinks about me at times

I'm confused it doesn't make sense in relation to my comment

Reminds me of my relationship I had with my girlfriend. We dated around September, then she broke up with me and hated me, and now after we started talking again we are going out. Chin up, OP. If you want to get her back, the long con works well. If you don't want her back, get drunk with your buds.

sounds like you did the right thing, user. the family will always side with their blood though

nigga, there's dudes out there who probably lost their virginity's by their late 20s to 40s and turned out fine. it's really not a huge deal. Also,

>save up $50-$150, take a day off school/work
>hire an escort, go to a hotel, hump your brains out
>don't be an idiot and get robbed/diseases

There, boom. You just lost your virginity, big whop. Losing your virginity is not going to magically transform you into this glorious chad, it's your lifestyle and state of mind that will.

My ex told me she didn't love me anymore a month or two before I left the continent.
Shattered for a while after that.
Pulled myself back together, went on with things I enjoyed, got contact with her a few years after and chatted.
She's now fat, chronically single and is prepared to die a cat loving spinster.
Bonus, he last boyfriend dropped her for the same reason.
Bonus bonus, she broke down when she found out I was married and with child on the way. The future she dreamed of too.

They can be worthless, but can also be hilarious in time.

I know, but it takes it's toll. They don't know the real reason we broke up or that she never even liked me like that and they knew how much I cared about her, which makes it hurt that much more that they just turned on me like that. We were together for almost 2 years, so I've spent every holiday with them. Every time Thanksgiving rolls around, I remember heading out to the countryside to visit her cousins, Every time Christmas rolls around, I remember being snowed into their house and helping to decorate the tree. They got me my own ornament and stocking and everything. I know I'm better off without her, but those memories hurt and they'll never go away.

It's entirely possible I misinterpreted your statement user.

people who have been in several long term relationships have the same memories they find a way to forget it.

>those memories hurt and they'll never go away.
Try and see that in a positive light, or at least a bitter-sweet one. If they were positive memories, at least you have them. Better that than an empty life, one of loneliness and sadness.

Think, even if you had the chance to explain it to them, do you think they would have sided with you instead?

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