lucrezia3333
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I wrote again about a year ago about a boy who we started out as friends, then it turned into a friend with benefit thing and after 9 months finally he admitted he were like a real couple. Now 16 months later, and despite the fact in the last few months we were really good in our relationship, we loved each other (or so I thought we did), he broke up with me about a month and half ago.
I cry almost every day still, I dream about him (more like have nightmares), my appetite's grown very weird (one day I eat a lot, the next I might eat nothing), I don't sleep well, I can't watch a romantic/sexual film, I can't even stand sexual or romantic references, I can't stand watching couples.
I am unemployed so have very few things to do, I lost my motivation to do something with my field (theatre, film, writing etc).
As I'm overweight as well it's gotten my confidence really down as I now think that no one will find an interest in me, sexually, romantically.
He was my first in almost all fields (love, sex, relationship). He blames me for asphyxiating him and smothering him (mind you we see each other once a week, perhaps once per fortnight since he studies away from my town and he comes and goes).
I used to be a really happy person before I met him, I used to be all jolly, smiley and content with myself. Now I'm miserable, I changed so much. He would always put me down (cause I have 2 degrees but I'm without a job and he's in a governmental job so he's guaranteed for life financially). He would never buy me any gifts, nor he'd take me out to dinner etc.
We would spend all of our time indoors most of times or playing yu-gi-oh trading card games (cause that was his thing so I adopted most of his likings ie trading card games, metal music, WWE etc).
I completely compromised myself with everything and I was ready to let his depressive nature put me even more down because I loved him.
But mid April (just before Easter time, he would come down to spend about 10 days with me and his friends, after a 2-week absence since I hadn't seen him) he decided to go to his own home-town to spend Easter with his folks, even though he'd been telling me he'd spend it with me.
I got mad, and he broke-up with me over the phone. Then later on that same evening he called me to tell me perhaps we should meet one last time to give our relationship a "proper" goodbye,as he called it.
I said okay, but went with half a heart since for me he had already done his damage and I didn't absolve him of his guilt (cause he is very ethical - my ass) that he broke-up with me over the phone.
Then for the next couple of days he was struggling with his decision, but finally he didn't relent and he maintained his attitude of break-up with me for good.
I've been a wreck ever since, since we were ( I thought we were) in a good place emotionally and sexually, and all of a sudden he was gone.
He sent me an email about 3 weeks ago, to explain to me his reasons for living: he blamed me that I was full of demands and that he felt forced to do all those trips just to see me, and he would tell me what I wanted to hear, and that I should move on with my life and that he's not ever coming back to me as a boyfriend (only as a friend? - huh? - how can he do that? - i told him time and time again this is not feasible for either party cause I'm so in love with him) and that he loves me but he loves himself more.
So he left for his own selfish reasons and perhaps I should look for a real man instead waiting for him cause he's an ******* (quote from his email).
Still....I'm a wreck, to the point I can't cope any more and thinking of going to a psychiatrist, cause my self-confidence, my self-esteem, my, ego and my pride are all practically non-existent.
I went to the UK, where most of my friends are, for a week about a week ago, but now that I'm back home again, I'm lonely and depressed. I have almost no friends here, and I'm lonely for most part of the day and I keep thinking about him which makes me cry even more.
I try to go out and have fun but when I come back home is like everything's haunting me...it's like he's haunting me. He still lives inside me and I can't stop thinking about him. I love him still so much, even though he doesn't deserve me as a man and I know that.
How can I get over him? How can I get passed this? I'm 25 going to 26 and this is the first time that's ever happened to me and I'm miserable. I want to find my old self again and be content with my loneliness.
I don't want to be in pain any more and live with the memories. I miss him so much, and there are times when the pain get so unbearable that I just want to call him up and tell him how much I love him still. But he'll refuse me and I know that.
How do I get over my break-up? Please help me! :'(
I cry almost every day still, I dream about him (more like have nightmares), my appetite's grown very weird (one day I eat a lot, the next I might eat nothing), I don't sleep well, I can't watch a romantic/sexual film, I can't even stand sexual or romantic references, I can't stand watching couples.
I am unemployed so have very few things to do, I lost my motivation to do something with my field (theatre, film, writing etc).
As I'm overweight as well it's gotten my confidence really down as I now think that no one will find an interest in me, sexually, romantically.
He was my first in almost all fields (love, sex, relationship). He blames me for asphyxiating him and smothering him (mind you we see each other once a week, perhaps once per fortnight since he studies away from my town and he comes and goes).
I used to be a really happy person before I met him, I used to be all jolly, smiley and content with myself. Now I'm miserable, I changed so much. He would always put me down (cause I have 2 degrees but I'm without a job and he's in a governmental job so he's guaranteed for life financially). He would never buy me any gifts, nor he'd take me out to dinner etc.
We would spend all of our time indoors most of times or playing yu-gi-oh trading card games (cause that was his thing so I adopted most of his likings ie trading card games, metal music, WWE etc).
I completely compromised myself with everything and I was ready to let his depressive nature put me even more down because I loved him.
But mid April (just before Easter time, he would come down to spend about 10 days with me and his friends, after a 2-week absence since I hadn't seen him) he decided to go to his own home-town to spend Easter with his folks, even though he'd been telling me he'd spend it with me.
I got mad, and he broke-up with me over the phone. Then later on that same evening he called me to tell me perhaps we should meet one last time to give our relationship a "proper" goodbye,as he called it.
I said okay, but went with half a heart since for me he had already done his damage and I didn't absolve him of his guilt (cause he is very ethical - my ass) that he broke-up with me over the phone.
Then for the next couple of days he was struggling with his decision, but finally he didn't relent and he maintained his attitude of break-up with me for good.
I've been a wreck ever since, since we were ( I thought we were) in a good place emotionally and sexually, and all of a sudden he was gone.
He sent me an email about 3 weeks ago, to explain to me his reasons for living: he blamed me that I was full of demands and that he felt forced to do all those trips just to see me, and he would tell me what I wanted to hear, and that I should move on with my life and that he's not ever coming back to me as a boyfriend (only as a friend? - huh? - how can he do that? - i told him time and time again this is not feasible for either party cause I'm so in love with him) and that he loves me but he loves himself more.
So he left for his own selfish reasons and perhaps I should look for a real man instead waiting for him cause he's an ******* (quote from his email).
Still....I'm a wreck, to the point I can't cope any more and thinking of going to a psychiatrist, cause my self-confidence, my self-esteem, my, ego and my pride are all practically non-existent.
I went to the UK, where most of my friends are, for a week about a week ago, but now that I'm back home again, I'm lonely and depressed. I have almost no friends here, and I'm lonely for most part of the day and I keep thinking about him which makes me cry even more.
I try to go out and have fun but when I come back home is like everything's haunting me...it's like he's haunting me. He still lives inside me and I can't stop thinking about him. I love him still so much, even though he doesn't deserve me as a man and I know that.
How can I get over him? How can I get passed this? I'm 25 going to 26 and this is the first time that's ever happened to me and I'm miserable. I want to find my old self again and be content with my loneliness.
I don't want to be in pain any more and live with the memories. I miss him so much, and there are times when the pain get so unbearable that I just want to call him up and tell him how much I love him still. But he'll refuse me and I know that.
How do I get over my break-up? Please help me! :'(