I know how sad this post will sound, but it's been weighing on me for a long time and I feel like I'm on the brink. I'm tired of feeling this way
I was in a LTR from 2013-end of 2015. Started arguing more and more over petty things and she split up from me and moved in with a new guy a couple weeks later (who she stayed with and later married last year).
I took that breakup relatively hard from Dec 2015 (when the split happened) - till about Feb of 2016. I decided to download Tinder just to see what was out there.
Of course, I come across the usual findings of what you typically find on OLD before a woman caught my eye. We end up swiping right on each other. At least a 9 in my eyes. We send a few msgs before switching to text and we eventually meet up a few days later.
Best date I've ever had with a woman was that first date. We laughed all night and made out. And I met her off Tinder of all things. We sleep together following the second date. This was February of 2016 as mentioned.
She was 25 at the time and was planning to go back to school a few months later in June. 3 hrs away. I told myself (no problem. this is just a fling anyways)
I fell hard for this chick. We went out for only 3 months (I know, I know). Great sex, lots of adventures in those 3 months. She kept telling me we would work it out when the time came when she'd go back to school.
She treated me like a king for 2 months and 2 weeks. The last couple weeks she became increasingly distant. She eventually texted me after I asked if she was alright and said she would "rather focus on herself while away and didn't want to date". I had never seen her so cold though the last time I saw her. It was like talking to a stranger. The polar opposite of who she was during the first couple months. I acted more beta than I would have liked in hind sight after that moment. Sent her txts saying I would still be there for her while she was away. I should've just said "okay".
This was June 2016. She moved away that month and literally got into a relationship with a guy over there in July or August. A guy who went to school over there as well.
Fast forward to the end of 2016 and apparently things didn't work between them and she decides to move back home.
The extreme beta in me was like "maybe she'll contact me since she's back home now. we had fun when we were together". Of course nothing though.
I do not believe she's been in a relationship since moving back, but she hasn't reached out since literally June 2016. Yet I'm typing this in February 2018 still having the slim hope that maybe she'll remember the good times we had. Like I said, pathetic.
I've slept with women over the last year and a half. Had one openly pursue a relationship with me, but I declined. I liked her as a plate, but my interest just wasn't there.
It took me 2 months to not feel bad about a 3 year relationship ending, but here I am a year and a half later still mourning a 3 month relationship with a woman who obviously doesn't want any part of me. I don't know why my brain still tells me otherwise though. I had never experienced as great of sex before like I did with her and I did sincerly enjoy my time with her when we were together.
I doubt it matters, but she didn't know her Dad at all.
I guess I'm just posting this to get a brutal reality check and to tell me I'm indeed crazy
I'm usually a lurker and appreciate these forums.
I was in a LTR from 2013-end of 2015. Started arguing more and more over petty things and she split up from me and moved in with a new guy a couple weeks later (who she stayed with and later married last year).
I took that breakup relatively hard from Dec 2015 (when the split happened) - till about Feb of 2016. I decided to download Tinder just to see what was out there.
Of course, I come across the usual findings of what you typically find on OLD before a woman caught my eye. We end up swiping right on each other. At least a 9 in my eyes. We send a few msgs before switching to text and we eventually meet up a few days later.
Best date I've ever had with a woman was that first date. We laughed all night and made out. And I met her off Tinder of all things. We sleep together following the second date. This was February of 2016 as mentioned.
She was 25 at the time and was planning to go back to school a few months later in June. 3 hrs away. I told myself (no problem. this is just a fling anyways)
I fell hard for this chick. We went out for only 3 months (I know, I know). Great sex, lots of adventures in those 3 months. She kept telling me we would work it out when the time came when she'd go back to school.
She treated me like a king for 2 months and 2 weeks. The last couple weeks she became increasingly distant. She eventually texted me after I asked if she was alright and said she would "rather focus on herself while away and didn't want to date". I had never seen her so cold though the last time I saw her. It was like talking to a stranger. The polar opposite of who she was during the first couple months. I acted more beta than I would have liked in hind sight after that moment. Sent her txts saying I would still be there for her while she was away. I should've just said "okay".
This was June 2016. She moved away that month and literally got into a relationship with a guy over there in July or August. A guy who went to school over there as well.
Fast forward to the end of 2016 and apparently things didn't work between them and she decides to move back home.
The extreme beta in me was like "maybe she'll contact me since she's back home now. we had fun when we were together". Of course nothing though.
I do not believe she's been in a relationship since moving back, but she hasn't reached out since literally June 2016. Yet I'm typing this in February 2018 still having the slim hope that maybe she'll remember the good times we had. Like I said, pathetic.
I've slept with women over the last year and a half. Had one openly pursue a relationship with me, but I declined. I liked her as a plate, but my interest just wasn't there.
It took me 2 months to not feel bad about a 3 year relationship ending, but here I am a year and a half later still mourning a 3 month relationship with a woman who obviously doesn't want any part of me. I don't know why my brain still tells me otherwise though. I had never experienced as great of sex before like I did with her and I did sincerly enjoy my time with her when we were together.
I doubt it matters, but she didn't know her Dad at all.
I guess I'm just posting this to get a brutal reality check and to tell me I'm indeed crazy
I'm usually a lurker and appreciate these forums.
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