I shouldn't say this...
Posted: Sun Apr 08, 2007 9:43 am
I shouldn't tell you guys my problems, really I shouldn't. You don't need my problems, but I need to tell them. Badly.
I met the most amazing girl about 2 and a half months ago. I would be having the worst day, and just seeing her would make my day so good. Rainy days turned sunny, all that bullshit that I thought was fake really happened. Things start to move on and she calls me one night crying and tells me she has something she needs to talk to me about.
So she comes over and tells me that she can't have a relationship, with anyone. Every time she would get too close to someone, she would get repulsed, leave, and never talk to the person again. She was attracted to the bad guys and once they started treating her right she left. I didn't know what to do.
Things keep going, it gets a little awkward at times when we get close, start making out and realize this is the wrong thing to do. That if things get any farther she will get scared off and never talk to me again. She tells me she has feelings for me, but doesn't want to lose me as a friend.
Last weekend I went to her house to party. We drank, smoked, and made out for a while. I leave to go downstairs, everyone walks downstairs (small mini-party) and I know something's up. Someone tells me they left something upstairs, so I head up there. I walk in on my buddy making out with her and he looks at me and says "Oh shit, we should stop"...
It really hurt. She tells me nothing she does when she's drunk "counts", it doesn't mean anything. It does nothing but hurt is what I think. She says she never does any more when shes drunk than making out, which is the truth, at least from as long as I've known her and what all her friends tell me.
Last night she went out to a party, that she invited me to. Turns out she ended up making out with some guy there. Find out today, knew it was going to be like this, that she "likes" my friend I caught her making out with. I was fucking lit when I heard. It ruined my day. I saw her, the sky didn't part, I wasn't changed. I didn't say a fucking word to her.
We hang out, she keeps asking me whats wrong. I tell her she knows exactly whats wrong, and she gets quiet. We get a while to talk and she tells me she always likes people that are very unavailable, so she doesn't hurt herself. She told me she's going to look into counseling now, she really does need to sort some shit out.
It's just, I'm so unhappy. She's so unhappy. We can't be happy without a relationship, but we can't have it! So we're both sitting here beating ourselves up. I'm watching herself do these things I know aren't healthy for her emotional well-being. She acts so different in front of people. She could be an actress.
But she's so beautiful, and such a nice person. I do love being around her. Everything about her is so amazing.
But I can't stand the way she is with guys. I just feel like I SHOULD let go, but I can't. I can't just give up. I know there's never going to be anything there, but I can't let go. It's not going to happen like that.
So I'm going to keep beating myself up, and so is she. Sweeeeeet.
Weed doesn't even help my sorrows anymore.
I met the most amazing girl about 2 and a half months ago. I would be having the worst day, and just seeing her would make my day so good. Rainy days turned sunny, all that bullshit that I thought was fake really happened. Things start to move on and she calls me one night crying and tells me she has something she needs to talk to me about.
So she comes over and tells me that she can't have a relationship, with anyone. Every time she would get too close to someone, she would get repulsed, leave, and never talk to the person again. She was attracted to the bad guys and once they started treating her right she left. I didn't know what to do.
Things keep going, it gets a little awkward at times when we get close, start making out and realize this is the wrong thing to do. That if things get any farther she will get scared off and never talk to me again. She tells me she has feelings for me, but doesn't want to lose me as a friend.
Last weekend I went to her house to party. We drank, smoked, and made out for a while. I leave to go downstairs, everyone walks downstairs (small mini-party) and I know something's up. Someone tells me they left something upstairs, so I head up there. I walk in on my buddy making out with her and he looks at me and says "Oh shit, we should stop"...
It really hurt. She tells me nothing she does when she's drunk "counts", it doesn't mean anything. It does nothing but hurt is what I think. She says she never does any more when shes drunk than making out, which is the truth, at least from as long as I've known her and what all her friends tell me.
Last night she went out to a party, that she invited me to. Turns out she ended up making out with some guy there. Find out today, knew it was going to be like this, that she "likes" my friend I caught her making out with. I was fucking lit when I heard. It ruined my day. I saw her, the sky didn't part, I wasn't changed. I didn't say a fucking word to her.
We hang out, she keeps asking me whats wrong. I tell her she knows exactly whats wrong, and she gets quiet. We get a while to talk and she tells me she always likes people that are very unavailable, so she doesn't hurt herself. She told me she's going to look into counseling now, she really does need to sort some shit out.
It's just, I'm so unhappy. She's so unhappy. We can't be happy without a relationship, but we can't have it! So we're both sitting here beating ourselves up. I'm watching herself do these things I know aren't healthy for her emotional well-being. She acts so different in front of people. She could be an actress.
But she's so beautiful, and such a nice person. I do love being around her. Everything about her is so amazing.
But I can't stand the way she is with guys. I just feel like I SHOULD let go, but I can't. I can't just give up. I know there's never going to be anything there, but I can't let go. It's not going to happen like that.
So I'm going to keep beating myself up, and so is she. Sweeeeeet.
Weed doesn't even help my sorrows anymore.