So, from what I’ve heard, everyone has lost loves. I’ve been thinking of my past experiences and just wanted to vent them. Please feel welcome to share any of your experiences in however much or little detail suits you.
As for me, I’ve been in love four times. I messed up each.
#1 Emily - My first love. We were both in same English class in grade 7. Our brothers were close friends, so that was her ice breaker. We’d talk on the phone for hours after school, mainly I’d just listen to her (nautrally), and interject advice or thoughts.
She wanted to have sex with me, but I wanted to build a stronger relationship with here beforehand. I had a lot of trust issues, and wanted to feel safe with her before I was that intimate. Keep in mind, as a teenager, her proposition was quite hard to resist.
Sadly, I believe she had a strange sense of self-worth. She felt I rejected her because I wouldn’t sleep with her, which means she associated a deep chunk of her identity to her physical body.
She slept with a guy a few grades above us, validating her worth, I suppose. I took this as just cause not to trust her, and broke up with her.
I felt rejected by her, that she wasn’t satisfied with what I offered her, my heart.
My brother told me that for months after the separation, she sat in her room writing poetry about me. Upon hearing this, I was confused because I didn’t understand why a person who cheated on me would bother writing about me after the fact.
She did love me, I just didn’t or wasn’t prepared to recognize it.
I could easily have seen my self living a life with her.
I’ll probably post about the other women later, but not right now.