Master of the Universe
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Good day my fellow DJs... okay, maybe it's not such a good day, but any day you're alive has got to be good.
At any rate, I thought I would post an update to the situation with my girlfriend. If you read my post from two or three weeks ago, I had mentioned that I had told her we need to take a couple of weeks away from each other.
http://www.sosuave.com/vBulletin/showthread.php?s=&threadid=43367
The reason for my request to take time apart was because I wasn't liking the person who I had become in the relationship. I was almost obsessive about her, I was becoming jealous, controlling, and behaving in ways which were not me.
So two weeks later (last Tuesday) I called her up. The conversation was pretty awkward, with many silences. I think both of us were waiting for the other to say what on their mind, but no one could initiate the talk. I joked with her and we laughed for a while, and then we got off the phone.
An hour later I called her back and told her "screw this, I didn't call you just to say hi" and I told her how I felt those past two weeks, the pain and sadness. She felt the same way and we talked for a couple of hours and both of us said things to each other that we probably should have said while in the relationship. I understood things more from her perspective, and she understood things from my perspective.
The interesting thing was that she never felt that I was being jealous, controlling, or any of the other things that I felt I was becoming. She just assumed that I wanted to be more involved in her life, and she was happy with that. She said we had some wonderful times, and she thought everything was fine, and that when I told her we should take two weeks apart it took her completely out of nowhere, and she was hurt.
I was leaving the day after for a snowboarding trip with some friends, and we decided to get together when I got back from the trip, and so I picked her up yesterday evening.
Within a few minutes of picking her up, my gut was telling me that something was different. Of course I just wrote it off to the fact that we hadn't seen each other and basically were broken up for three weeks.
We went to a couple of bars and we kissed and made out, but I felt like she was holding herself back. I figured that she was afraid of getting hurt, or that she was upset with me. And I really couldn't blame her if that was the case.
Still, something just didn't feel right. As the evening progressed, the feeling became more intense. Finally I went to the restroom and called my sister because I had to talk to someone. My sister told me that it's over, and it's better for me to call it quits with my gf.
Twenty minutes later we left and when we got in the car I asked her what's going on. She told me that everything is fine, but I knew they weren't and I pressed on.
Eventually she told me that the feelings she had for me have died away.
I asked her when this happened, and she replied when I told her that we should take time apart from each other. She said that up to that point everytime we went out her feelings for me had increased but after a few days during our time-off the feelings died. She's not sure if she consciously or unconsciously killed the feelings, and perhaps because she didn't want to get hurt again.
From there I asked her which feelings have died, that of attraction, passion, or love. She replied that it was love. I asked her why if she didn't have feelings for me, she accepted my invitation to come with me. Her reply was because of the memories we shared, and that I was still someone special to her, but that the feelings were just different now.
I asked her what she wanted to do now. She replied that she wants me in her life, but that she doesn't feel that the relationship can work out.
By then we were by her home. As she was leaving I asked her if she wanted a hug or a kiss. She didn't have a reply, so I told her to come here and we kissed passionately. I asked her if there was no feeling in the kiss she gave me. She said that there was, but it was different.
Most of the time we were having this conversation tears were coming down my cheeks. I didn't try to hide them; there was no point.
Anyway, fast forward to today. I am sad... very, very, sad. I've been crying on and off the whole day. Part of me wishes that the relationship was truly over, and that there was no hope, so that I can move on and kill the feelings for her.
But I know there's no such thing as a 100% Next. While we preach to the new guys that once the pool has been pissed in, then that's it, experience has told me otherwise. I know I can get her, but I wish I actually believed that I can't.
Makes you wonder - is there any difference between this mentality and that of the AFC? Of course the method is different... an AFC would call her everyday, send her flowers, poetry, tell her he can't live without her, smother her, etc. until whatever feeling was left in her gets completely extinguished.
The truth is that her breaking up with me can actually work in my favor. I don't care what she SAYS, I know that she still has feelings for me. She can try to force the feeling to die, she can pretend she's lost the feeling, but you can tell a lot by a kiss.
So how would I play this out if I wanted to get her back? I'd probably take her out to a club, and use her as a pawn while I sarged every girl there. She's never seen me sarge or work a room, and jealousy is one of the most powerful emotions... very little can reignite feelings like it. Or I can invite her to come over, and set it up where another girl comes over and get the girl to make out with me. I can probably think of a half dozen strategies which would work.
There's only one problem though... In order for me to successfully pull this off, I would have to actually kill my feelings for her. And this begs the question to be asked: What's worse, losing someone you love, or getting her but losing the love for her? I still don't know the answer.
Shyt guys, I am so sad right now. EVERYTHING reminds me of her... hell, even the new Lord of the Rings movie.
Maybe right now I'm just full of self-pity, and if that's the case I apology for this post. But fvck, all I ever wanted was ONE girl that I had an intimate and emotional relationship with. I never wanted to sleep with a 100 girls... just one that made me happy. Why can I only find intimate (sex) or emotional, is it too much to ask for both?
What's really funny is that things played out 100% like my sister said they would. She even said word for work what my gf ended up saying.
I don't know what to do guys... I'm just sad and hurt. And add to this mixture a little bit of hope, and you get a God-aweful feeling.
Thanks for reading this far,
MotU
P.S. The Get Laid Boot Camp will be up and running shortly. I just need a little bit of time to get myself together again.
P.P.S. I still don't know where or how I lost myself. On the snowboarding trip I was the quietest of all the guys in the group. If you've ever read any of my field reports, then you know that I'm usually the most outgoing of any group. I'm listening to the song "Missing Person" by Michael W Smith and the lyrics are really striking home: "There was a boy who had the faith to move a mountain, and like a child he would believe without a reason. Without a trace he disappeared into the void, and I've been searching for that missing person." I hope I find me soon.
At any rate, I thought I would post an update to the situation with my girlfriend. If you read my post from two or three weeks ago, I had mentioned that I had told her we need to take a couple of weeks away from each other.
http://www.sosuave.com/vBulletin/showthread.php?s=&threadid=43367
The reason for my request to take time apart was because I wasn't liking the person who I had become in the relationship. I was almost obsessive about her, I was becoming jealous, controlling, and behaving in ways which were not me.
So two weeks later (last Tuesday) I called her up. The conversation was pretty awkward, with many silences. I think both of us were waiting for the other to say what on their mind, but no one could initiate the talk. I joked with her and we laughed for a while, and then we got off the phone.
An hour later I called her back and told her "screw this, I didn't call you just to say hi" and I told her how I felt those past two weeks, the pain and sadness. She felt the same way and we talked for a couple of hours and both of us said things to each other that we probably should have said while in the relationship. I understood things more from her perspective, and she understood things from my perspective.
The interesting thing was that she never felt that I was being jealous, controlling, or any of the other things that I felt I was becoming. She just assumed that I wanted to be more involved in her life, and she was happy with that. She said we had some wonderful times, and she thought everything was fine, and that when I told her we should take two weeks apart it took her completely out of nowhere, and she was hurt.
I was leaving the day after for a snowboarding trip with some friends, and we decided to get together when I got back from the trip, and so I picked her up yesterday evening.
Within a few minutes of picking her up, my gut was telling me that something was different. Of course I just wrote it off to the fact that we hadn't seen each other and basically were broken up for three weeks.
We went to a couple of bars and we kissed and made out, but I felt like she was holding herself back. I figured that she was afraid of getting hurt, or that she was upset with me. And I really couldn't blame her if that was the case.
Still, something just didn't feel right. As the evening progressed, the feeling became more intense. Finally I went to the restroom and called my sister because I had to talk to someone. My sister told me that it's over, and it's better for me to call it quits with my gf.
Twenty minutes later we left and when we got in the car I asked her what's going on. She told me that everything is fine, but I knew they weren't and I pressed on.
Eventually she told me that the feelings she had for me have died away.
I asked her when this happened, and she replied when I told her that we should take time apart from each other. She said that up to that point everytime we went out her feelings for me had increased but after a few days during our time-off the feelings died. She's not sure if she consciously or unconsciously killed the feelings, and perhaps because she didn't want to get hurt again.
From there I asked her which feelings have died, that of attraction, passion, or love. She replied that it was love. I asked her why if she didn't have feelings for me, she accepted my invitation to come with me. Her reply was because of the memories we shared, and that I was still someone special to her, but that the feelings were just different now.
I asked her what she wanted to do now. She replied that she wants me in her life, but that she doesn't feel that the relationship can work out.
By then we were by her home. As she was leaving I asked her if she wanted a hug or a kiss. She didn't have a reply, so I told her to come here and we kissed passionately. I asked her if there was no feeling in the kiss she gave me. She said that there was, but it was different.
Most of the time we were having this conversation tears were coming down my cheeks. I didn't try to hide them; there was no point.
Anyway, fast forward to today. I am sad... very, very, sad. I've been crying on and off the whole day. Part of me wishes that the relationship was truly over, and that there was no hope, so that I can move on and kill the feelings for her.
But I know there's no such thing as a 100% Next. While we preach to the new guys that once the pool has been pissed in, then that's it, experience has told me otherwise. I know I can get her, but I wish I actually believed that I can't.
Makes you wonder - is there any difference between this mentality and that of the AFC? Of course the method is different... an AFC would call her everyday, send her flowers, poetry, tell her he can't live without her, smother her, etc. until whatever feeling was left in her gets completely extinguished.
The truth is that her breaking up with me can actually work in my favor. I don't care what she SAYS, I know that she still has feelings for me. She can try to force the feeling to die, she can pretend she's lost the feeling, but you can tell a lot by a kiss.
So how would I play this out if I wanted to get her back? I'd probably take her out to a club, and use her as a pawn while I sarged every girl there. She's never seen me sarge or work a room, and jealousy is one of the most powerful emotions... very little can reignite feelings like it. Or I can invite her to come over, and set it up where another girl comes over and get the girl to make out with me. I can probably think of a half dozen strategies which would work.
There's only one problem though... In order for me to successfully pull this off, I would have to actually kill my feelings for her. And this begs the question to be asked: What's worse, losing someone you love, or getting her but losing the love for her? I still don't know the answer.
Shyt guys, I am so sad right now. EVERYTHING reminds me of her... hell, even the new Lord of the Rings movie.
Maybe right now I'm just full of self-pity, and if that's the case I apology for this post. But fvck, all I ever wanted was ONE girl that I had an intimate and emotional relationship with. I never wanted to sleep with a 100 girls... just one that made me happy. Why can I only find intimate (sex) or emotional, is it too much to ask for both?
What's really funny is that things played out 100% like my sister said they would. She even said word for work what my gf ended up saying.
I don't know what to do guys... I'm just sad and hurt. And add to this mixture a little bit of hope, and you get a God-aweful feeling.
Thanks for reading this far,
MotU
P.S. The Get Laid Boot Camp will be up and running shortly. I just need a little bit of time to get myself together again.
P.P.S. I still don't know where or how I lost myself. On the snowboarding trip I was the quietest of all the guys in the group. If you've ever read any of my field reports, then you know that I'm usually the most outgoing of any group. I'm listening to the song "Missing Person" by Michael W Smith and the lyrics are really striking home: "There was a boy who had the faith to move a mountain, and like a child he would believe without a reason. Without a trace he disappeared into the void, and I've been searching for that missing person." I hope I find me soon.
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