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max_demian
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Hey everybody,
I was surfing the Internet to find answers or at least someone I could talk to about this, but there’s so much confusing and just plain bad advice out there and so many things said out there that I really don’t agree with due to my Catholic upbringing. Then I found this place. I’ve been reading about people who posted similar troubles as mine and the advice that they were given was really useful and in line with the way that I understand the world. So useful that I decided to give it a shot too, if you have the time to read and reply.
I have been in a wonderful relationship with a woman for 3 years. She is very different from anybody else that I’ve known. She’s the most caring, honest, patient, loyal, forgiving and supportive person I have ever known. My life has changed for the better after I met her. Of course it is sometimes difficult as I am 2.5 years younger than her, we come from different parts of the world (she’s from Europe, I’m Latin American), we understand the world differently on some aspects and we have different religions (she’s Protestant, but I think she lost all faith after a personal tragedy; I am Catholic, but not very good at it…she even “makes” me get up and go to Church together on Sundays. I appreciate that she does that, as she knows it is important to me). Regardless, I firmly believe that we were meant to meet and be together.
I was a virgin when I met her and though I knew she wasn’t I told her at the very beginning that I didn’t want to know anything about her past. She didn’t know that I was a virgin. I lied, as I was a bit ashamed. I did believe waiting for marriage was the right thing to do, but I also believed no one would understand my way of thinking, especially as we live in a place where most people don’t even believe in God.
A few months ago I made a terrible mistake. I read her private E-mails and found out things about her past that are still really hurtful to me. I won’t go into the details but I will just say that the things that I’ve read are very hard for me to understand. How could such a nice person let herself be treated that way? How could someone so smart and mature fall for such people? and the things they did to her? Why that many people? Why was she still friends with some of those people? Why couldn’t I stop reading if it was hurting so bad? Why did I feel so betrayed and disappointed, if she had tried to be honest with me at the beginning of our relationship and especially, since if I was in the wrong by reading her stuff in the first place? Why do I feel cheated?
I took me two months of suffering before I gathered the courage to tell her of my mistake. It was an awful night. She felt hurt and judged and I felt like a scumbag. I said hurtful things. But she forgave me for my mistake. She even stopped being friends with those people as well.
I know that the past is the past, that people need to go to certain things in life before being the people they are right now, that it’s none of my business what she did before she met me and that only God should jugde her for what she did in her past. I’ve read all that and I understand it. I do. Yet every now and then this feeling comes back to me and takes the better part of me. A word, an image, a song, a name will trigger this feeling. I want to stop thinking about it. I have cried. I have made her cry. We have spoken heart to heart about it. We go back to being happy and then I do it again. I know I am straining our relationship. I don’t want to lose her. I want to stop thinking. What should I do?
I was surfing the Internet to find answers or at least someone I could talk to about this, but there’s so much confusing and just plain bad advice out there and so many things said out there that I really don’t agree with due to my Catholic upbringing. Then I found this place. I’ve been reading about people who posted similar troubles as mine and the advice that they were given was really useful and in line with the way that I understand the world. So useful that I decided to give it a shot too, if you have the time to read and reply.
I have been in a wonderful relationship with a woman for 3 years. She is very different from anybody else that I’ve known. She’s the most caring, honest, patient, loyal, forgiving and supportive person I have ever known. My life has changed for the better after I met her. Of course it is sometimes difficult as I am 2.5 years younger than her, we come from different parts of the world (she’s from Europe, I’m Latin American), we understand the world differently on some aspects and we have different religions (she’s Protestant, but I think she lost all faith after a personal tragedy; I am Catholic, but not very good at it…she even “makes” me get up and go to Church together on Sundays. I appreciate that she does that, as she knows it is important to me). Regardless, I firmly believe that we were meant to meet and be together.
I was a virgin when I met her and though I knew she wasn’t I told her at the very beginning that I didn’t want to know anything about her past. She didn’t know that I was a virgin. I lied, as I was a bit ashamed. I did believe waiting for marriage was the right thing to do, but I also believed no one would understand my way of thinking, especially as we live in a place where most people don’t even believe in God.
A few months ago I made a terrible mistake. I read her private E-mails and found out things about her past that are still really hurtful to me. I won’t go into the details but I will just say that the things that I’ve read are very hard for me to understand. How could such a nice person let herself be treated that way? How could someone so smart and mature fall for such people? and the things they did to her? Why that many people? Why was she still friends with some of those people? Why couldn’t I stop reading if it was hurting so bad? Why did I feel so betrayed and disappointed, if she had tried to be honest with me at the beginning of our relationship and especially, since if I was in the wrong by reading her stuff in the first place? Why do I feel cheated?
I took me two months of suffering before I gathered the courage to tell her of my mistake. It was an awful night. She felt hurt and judged and I felt like a scumbag. I said hurtful things. But she forgave me for my mistake. She even stopped being friends with those people as well.
I know that the past is the past, that people need to go to certain things in life before being the people they are right now, that it’s none of my business what she did before she met me and that only God should jugde her for what she did in her past. I’ve read all that and I understand it. I do. Yet every now and then this feeling comes back to me and takes the better part of me. A word, an image, a song, a name will trigger this feeling. I want to stop thinking about it. I have cried. I have made her cry. We have spoken heart to heart about it. We go back to being happy and then I do it again. I know I am straining our relationship. I don’t want to lose her. I want to stop thinking. What should I do?