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buttercup0814
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Hi! I am looking for people that have been in the male perspective of this part of a relationship, or perhaps a female that also has been through what I’m about to describe, or anything similar.
2 years ago I met a man that lived quite a few hours away from me. It was a brief meeting, but I knew God was calling me to him, I knew I loved him almost immediately, and I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life. Thanks to social media, we found each other and connected for a few months, he flew across the country and drove me back to my home (I’m trying to be somewhat anonymous to protect our privacy). I was on a mission and when it ended, after only knowing him for a short time, he decided he needed to come get me. We had a wonderful drive back, we saw a lot of sights, made us Facebook official and said “I love you” for the first time.
I have quite a few family issues that in turn caused mental issues that I’ve been dealing with for a while now. I had a hold on them for a while and after 3 months of dating I decided to move to the same city he was living in to be closer to him and to further our relationship together. For the first 6 months everything was as good as it could have been. Our relationship lasted 1 year and 8 months, and it was rocky since the 8th month.
I was so wrapped up in my own issues, and he was holding me up so I wouldn’t drown. He held me up for 8 months without fail. He gave me his happiness, his family, everything. We have been broken up for almost a full month now, we’ve seen each other a few times since then. For the first few weeks I was still in the denial stage “this isn’t happening” “his loss” “there’s no way he will move on”… Well, he has been hanging out with an old girlfriend of his. He has been really kind and has told me they are only friends, shes someone he has known for a while and is comfortable with. He doesn’t have to tell me anything, but he knows I’m in an extremely fragile state in my life and wants me to know the truth. I totally believe what he is saying and I have no doubt he wouldn’t tell the truth.
Yesterday, I realized I had a bunch of “our” things that I hadn’t put away or done something with. So I got an old shoe box and decided to put them all together. I found some movie tickets, a couple birthday cards, and then I found a letter that he gave, the only letter he has given me, when we reached our 7th month of dating… Summed up it says “I love you, you’re beautiful, I know you and I are meant to be, I want to be the best man and husband for you, I think we should give each other some breathing room so we don’t implode later on, I hope you understand I only say this because I want to spend my life with you, etc.”
So, when I read this the first time a year ago, I was furious “how could you not want to spend every second with me, what is wrong with you, blah blah blah”… Now that I’m looking back, I realize how absorbed I was into myself and my own problems, and I didn’t see the wonderful man asking me for help. I regret this so much. All I want to do is go backwards and fix it, but I know that is impossible.
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2 years ago I met a man that lived quite a few hours away from me. It was a brief meeting, but I knew God was calling me to him, I knew I loved him almost immediately, and I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life. Thanks to social media, we found each other and connected for a few months, he flew across the country and drove me back to my home (I’m trying to be somewhat anonymous to protect our privacy). I was on a mission and when it ended, after only knowing him for a short time, he decided he needed to come get me. We had a wonderful drive back, we saw a lot of sights, made us Facebook official and said “I love you” for the first time.
I have quite a few family issues that in turn caused mental issues that I’ve been dealing with for a while now. I had a hold on them for a while and after 3 months of dating I decided to move to the same city he was living in to be closer to him and to further our relationship together. For the first 6 months everything was as good as it could have been. Our relationship lasted 1 year and 8 months, and it was rocky since the 8th month.
I was so wrapped up in my own issues, and he was holding me up so I wouldn’t drown. He held me up for 8 months without fail. He gave me his happiness, his family, everything. We have been broken up for almost a full month now, we’ve seen each other a few times since then. For the first few weeks I was still in the denial stage “this isn’t happening” “his loss” “there’s no way he will move on”… Well, he has been hanging out with an old girlfriend of his. He has been really kind and has told me they are only friends, shes someone he has known for a while and is comfortable with. He doesn’t have to tell me anything, but he knows I’m in an extremely fragile state in my life and wants me to know the truth. I totally believe what he is saying and I have no doubt he wouldn’t tell the truth.
Yesterday, I realized I had a bunch of “our” things that I hadn’t put away or done something with. So I got an old shoe box and decided to put them all together. I found some movie tickets, a couple birthday cards, and then I found a letter that he gave, the only letter he has given me, when we reached our 7th month of dating… Summed up it says “I love you, you’re beautiful, I know you and I are meant to be, I want to be the best man and husband for you, I think we should give each other some breathing room so we don’t implode later on, I hope you understand I only say this because I want to spend my life with you, etc.”
So, when I read this the first time a year ago, I was furious “how could you not want to spend every second with me, what is wrong with you, blah blah blah”… Now that I’m looking back, I realize how absorbed I was into myself and my own problems, and I didn’t see the wonderful man asking me for help. I regret this so much. All I want to do is go backwards and fix it, but I know that is impossible.
See reply for the rest…