SmoothTalker
Master Don Juan
Hey DJ's, just something I was thinking about and I wanted to get other people's opinions.
I was dumped by a multiyear girlfriend a little while ago. Tore my heart out but maybe it will be for the best. I'm not too fond of her at the moment though.
Anyway, what I was thinking about was, I truly think I made her a better person in the time we were together.
Just some examples:
She use to be in the beginning stages of anorexia (still normal body weight but starting to have messed up eating patterns and whatnot). I didn't know about this before getting into the relationship, but I got her to stop that and eat healthy and go to the gym instead. I also got her to see that she had a nice body.
She smoked weed, but I convinced her to stop doing that.
She was getting pretty bad high school grades and made no effort and had no further aspirations. I made her see that while slacking may be 'cool' it won't get you anywhere. She ended up working much harder and getting accepted to a good university in a program she likes.
And countless other little things.
But the weird part is, while I normally consider myself a very nice person who would certainly enjoy knowing I've helped somebody, all I can do when I think about this is be bitter.
Instead of "I'm glad she's got her life together." I think "Good riddance, I help her get her life together and don't get a shred of respect. I hope she ****ing flunks out."
I know you shouldn't enter relationships trying to change someone, and that's not what I was doing. It just sort of happened from all the time we spent together, guess we rubbed off on each other.
But how does one feel good about this? If it was just a friend that I helped, I would feel great. Here I feel betrayed/used/bitter, and though I don't like it, I find myself wishing she had all her old problems.
I was dumped by a multiyear girlfriend a little while ago. Tore my heart out but maybe it will be for the best. I'm not too fond of her at the moment though.
Anyway, what I was thinking about was, I truly think I made her a better person in the time we were together.
Just some examples:
She use to be in the beginning stages of anorexia (still normal body weight but starting to have messed up eating patterns and whatnot). I didn't know about this before getting into the relationship, but I got her to stop that and eat healthy and go to the gym instead. I also got her to see that she had a nice body.
She smoked weed, but I convinced her to stop doing that.
She was getting pretty bad high school grades and made no effort and had no further aspirations. I made her see that while slacking may be 'cool' it won't get you anywhere. She ended up working much harder and getting accepted to a good university in a program she likes.
And countless other little things.
But the weird part is, while I normally consider myself a very nice person who would certainly enjoy knowing I've helped somebody, all I can do when I think about this is be bitter.
Instead of "I'm glad she's got her life together." I think "Good riddance, I help her get her life together and don't get a shred of respect. I hope she ****ing flunks out."
I know you shouldn't enter relationships trying to change someone, and that's not what I was doing. It just sort of happened from all the time we spent together, guess we rubbed off on each other.
But how does one feel good about this? If it was just a friend that I helped, I would feel great. Here I feel betrayed/used/bitter, and though I don't like it, I find myself wishing she had all her old problems.