Um...there's no real way to tell my story without me seeming like a complete sucker, and probably emo fuck. But this is quite personal, so i'd like some legit help, not some bullshit post making fun of me. >_> My reasons to going here for help, are similar to Monk's in his online dating thread + Most of my friends offline here are girls and I need a guy's perspective. And forgive me if this goes multiple pages (PS3 limit and all) So here goes...
Like my last thread a few months ago, I fell in love with a girl, for 3 years I was the best person I could be, even helping her through a horrible self-harm phase that had been going on for over two years before we had started dating. I saved her life, more than once...Fast forward to January 2011 where I got stuck with no means to talk to her for a week or so. Two weeks before she promised to never drink before 21 again, and she was a different person than when she cut herself and got wasted those years ago. Guess what she does that week i'm gone?
At the behest of her best friend, gets wasted and blah. She tells me and I feel betrayed and got angry at her...but mostly at her friend. I always urged her to stay away from those people. Anyway, after she got drunk that time...she changed dramatically, no doubt about it. To backstory she went to Catholic shool and was troubled very deeply for many reasons...but was a good person, with good morals. That I always believed in. Not anymore though...she lied about anything she could to me. Even sending nude pics and having phone sex with 3 different people she met on Facebook or whatever. I didn't find that out until December but yeah. August comes, she gets drunk again and sucks her first dick of this asshole who also was cheating on his girlfriend. She tells me 2 months later, I'm devastated...so devastated. But she ends up vowing (Literally vowing to God) that it won't ever happen again and those people are out of her life forever. So I forgive her, we can get through this.
Even though I want to leave, I know that she doesn't care about him, but if I leave, her life spirals completely out of control and I know it. The right thing to do is try to save her. December comes, shit hits the fan, she never stopped seeing those "friends" (who encouraged her to cheat and hide it, by the way.) or the other asshole. She turns on me, says I couldn't have cheated on her because nobody would want me. (BTW, I could have with 3 different girls, but never did) cruelly makes a joke out of my 3 years worth of love and feelings, even goes so far to go to him at night and text and call me from there. Post-New Year she sent a bunch of concerning texts to me, which I ignore. Around my birthday there were some extremely dark times in my life, but I got out, and other girls did like me, lo and behold. Which made the first bitch extremely jealous. She even sent messages with rumors to a girlfriend I had that always liked me, but that didn't work.
So Feburary she texts me saying she started smoking pot with asshole guy, having full sex, and I was always right. Oh and now (again at the constant groping/flirting of her best friend from earlier.P she's bisexual. Pretty much all the things I hate in life with a passion she's turned to. She wants help, she's sorry, blahblah, But wait asshole guy calls and gives an hourlong faggy speech crying and being a piece of shit, as usual. After that she's not sorry, doesn't need help, and i'm a pathetic little boy, but don't go, she likes me. Month later she texts me, begging me to take her back, she wants to go back blahblah, but it's not like she could end things with other guy right away, that'd be too hard. Fuck her, I reject her this time and let her live her generic teenage life. ...Two days ago, she texts me, saying she needs me back, she doesn't love him, she ruined her life and is finally determined to make it better. She'll fix this. Blah. I rail against her heavily, as she's never once shown she's truly sorry for anything she's done, enough to ever stop. I tell her to go to Hell, and she brought everything on herself, and we would have been truly happy had she just waited for me. I did my part, she knows and she's turned into a potwhore. She talked to him again and gave a small resistance "Such as How does cheating on one person make me a whore, how does smoking pot 4 times make me a pothead?" Anyway the conversation ends with me feeling stupid for even talking to her. Earlier today however, I looked up things about her on the net, FB and such. And it just brought back everything I felt, seeing her again, seeing some things she said and did, just a mess. She also claims to be legit mentally detached and she doesn't feel anything, but she does, it's basically a bunch of crap.
ANYWAY, with these returned feelings of terror seeing what she's become and to at least...keep her from doing any more damage to her life and/or making me hurt more. I feel like it's completely ridiculous to care at all about her after everything that happened, but I still miss that person from all those years ago, and don't want to accept that it was all one of her big lies. And words can't describe how much I want revenge on that guy. SO bad.
So I try to go back to the first person I ever loved and deal with that mess and probably get crushed again, or walk away, and face the possibility of being miserable my entire life. (Trust me, I have the memory of an elephant) So yeah...thoughts on all this? What's the lesser of my two evils, the smaller risk? Thanks for reading all this if you did. There goes all our dirty laundry I guess. >_>
Like my last thread a few months ago, I fell in love with a girl, for 3 years I was the best person I could be, even helping her through a horrible self-harm phase that had been going on for over two years before we had started dating. I saved her life, more than once...Fast forward to January 2011 where I got stuck with no means to talk to her for a week or so. Two weeks before she promised to never drink before 21 again, and she was a different person than when she cut herself and got wasted those years ago. Guess what she does that week i'm gone?
At the behest of her best friend, gets wasted and blah. She tells me and I feel betrayed and got angry at her...but mostly at her friend. I always urged her to stay away from those people. Anyway, after she got drunk that time...she changed dramatically, no doubt about it. To backstory she went to Catholic shool and was troubled very deeply for many reasons...but was a good person, with good morals. That I always believed in. Not anymore though...she lied about anything she could to me. Even sending nude pics and having phone sex with 3 different people she met on Facebook or whatever. I didn't find that out until December but yeah. August comes, she gets drunk again and sucks her first dick of this asshole who also was cheating on his girlfriend. She tells me 2 months later, I'm devastated...so devastated. But she ends up vowing (Literally vowing to God) that it won't ever happen again and those people are out of her life forever. So I forgive her, we can get through this.
Even though I want to leave, I know that she doesn't care about him, but if I leave, her life spirals completely out of control and I know it. The right thing to do is try to save her. December comes, shit hits the fan, she never stopped seeing those "friends" (who encouraged her to cheat and hide it, by the way.) or the other asshole. She turns on me, says I couldn't have cheated on her because nobody would want me. (BTW, I could have with 3 different girls, but never did) cruelly makes a joke out of my 3 years worth of love and feelings, even goes so far to go to him at night and text and call me from there. Post-New Year she sent a bunch of concerning texts to me, which I ignore. Around my birthday there were some extremely dark times in my life, but I got out, and other girls did like me, lo and behold. Which made the first bitch extremely jealous. She even sent messages with rumors to a girlfriend I had that always liked me, but that didn't work.
So Feburary she texts me saying she started smoking pot with asshole guy, having full sex, and I was always right. Oh and now (again at the constant groping/flirting of her best friend from earlier.P she's bisexual. Pretty much all the things I hate in life with a passion she's turned to. She wants help, she's sorry, blahblah, But wait asshole guy calls and gives an hourlong faggy speech crying and being a piece of shit, as usual. After that she's not sorry, doesn't need help, and i'm a pathetic little boy, but don't go, she likes me. Month later she texts me, begging me to take her back, she wants to go back blahblah, but it's not like she could end things with other guy right away, that'd be too hard. Fuck her, I reject her this time and let her live her generic teenage life. ...Two days ago, she texts me, saying she needs me back, she doesn't love him, she ruined her life and is finally determined to make it better. She'll fix this. Blah. I rail against her heavily, as she's never once shown she's truly sorry for anything she's done, enough to ever stop. I tell her to go to Hell, and she brought everything on herself, and we would have been truly happy had she just waited for me. I did my part, she knows and she's turned into a potwhore. She talked to him again and gave a small resistance "Such as How does cheating on one person make me a whore, how does smoking pot 4 times make me a pothead?" Anyway the conversation ends with me feeling stupid for even talking to her. Earlier today however, I looked up things about her on the net, FB and such. And it just brought back everything I felt, seeing her again, seeing some things she said and did, just a mess. She also claims to be legit mentally detached and she doesn't feel anything, but she does, it's basically a bunch of crap.
ANYWAY, with these returned feelings of terror seeing what she's become and to at least...keep her from doing any more damage to her life and/or making me hurt more. I feel like it's completely ridiculous to care at all about her after everything that happened, but I still miss that person from all those years ago, and don't want to accept that it was all one of her big lies. And words can't describe how much I want revenge on that guy. SO bad.
So I try to go back to the first person I ever loved and deal with that mess and probably get crushed again, or walk away, and face the possibility of being miserable my entire life. (Trust me, I have the memory of an elephant) So yeah...thoughts on all this? What's the lesser of my two evils, the smaller risk? Thanks for reading all this if you did. There goes all our dirty laundry I guess. >_>