Ok, going to give people a semi-Cliff's Notes of this. We'll see. Apologies for walls of text in advance. You have been warned.
Beginning from early April through late June I was in a relationship with someone. I am in my mid-to-late twenties, she was in her very early twenties. Things veered between great and promising to horrible with three break-up situations. First was a week in where she was just "scared", second was in early June where she didn't know if she was feeling it, and last and final was in the end of June where a chance meeting with an old dating partner reignited and confirmed her not feeling it.
I took my lumps and my lessons, and after a period of regret and mourning (wherein I joined this little site) I began to move on. While I missed the companionship and mourned the failure (I hate failure), I realized I could be just as happy surrounded by friends and projects to distract me.
I cut off all contact (as I am an all or nothing guy) which means calls, texts, social networking sites, etc. The urge to check on her status grew weaker, until last week when I noticed some things regarding the old partner that implied a break-up, but in actuality was his tragic random death.
I felt horrible. I felt like she was going to be emotionally devastated for years, like Jimmy Stewart at the end of Vertigo. What was I to do? Did I even want this young woman who stomped on my soul on three different occasions back? Could I be the bigger man and offer her comfort after seeing what she perhaps felt was "the One" (as much as "the One" exists for people so young) be taken from her so soon and cruelly? Surely this was like some twisted O. Henry story, where the heroine trades in one suitor for another only to have the original spurned and the newish one killed, leaving her with nothing...
Well I didn't have to worry about that, as a random lookup on Facebook (I was bored) showed me she was in a new relationship. Already. Not a month after us, not two weeks after the catalyst of the break-up was killed. A new one.
Does that seem weird to anyone else? And I know everyone's advice would be to run far, far away and resist all temptations of our public lives on the internet... but I have terrible self-control. One of the reasons I shy away from drugs.
I'm not even that hung up on her anymore... I just... it's hard to explain. I feel hurt, like our entire relationship was a lie. It took so long to get her to "commit" and it took this guy less time, especially factoring in the destruction of one relationship and the death of a crush. Needless to say I also feel a little angry and upset.
Well, here it is. Show me your thoughts and opinions, everyone.
Beginning from early April through late June I was in a relationship with someone. I am in my mid-to-late twenties, she was in her very early twenties. Things veered between great and promising to horrible with three break-up situations. First was a week in where she was just "scared", second was in early June where she didn't know if she was feeling it, and last and final was in the end of June where a chance meeting with an old dating partner reignited and confirmed her not feeling it.
I took my lumps and my lessons, and after a period of regret and mourning (wherein I joined this little site) I began to move on. While I missed the companionship and mourned the failure (I hate failure), I realized I could be just as happy surrounded by friends and projects to distract me.
I cut off all contact (as I am an all or nothing guy) which means calls, texts, social networking sites, etc. The urge to check on her status grew weaker, until last week when I noticed some things regarding the old partner that implied a break-up, but in actuality was his tragic random death.
I felt horrible. I felt like she was going to be emotionally devastated for years, like Jimmy Stewart at the end of Vertigo. What was I to do? Did I even want this young woman who stomped on my soul on three different occasions back? Could I be the bigger man and offer her comfort after seeing what she perhaps felt was "the One" (as much as "the One" exists for people so young) be taken from her so soon and cruelly? Surely this was like some twisted O. Henry story, where the heroine trades in one suitor for another only to have the original spurned and the newish one killed, leaving her with nothing...
Well I didn't have to worry about that, as a random lookup on Facebook (I was bored) showed me she was in a new relationship. Already. Not a month after us, not two weeks after the catalyst of the break-up was killed. A new one.
Does that seem weird to anyone else? And I know everyone's advice would be to run far, far away and resist all temptations of our public lives on the internet... but I have terrible self-control. One of the reasons I shy away from drugs.
I'm not even that hung up on her anymore... I just... it's hard to explain. I feel hurt, like our entire relationship was a lie. It took so long to get her to "commit" and it took this guy less time, especially factoring in the destruction of one relationship and the death of a crush. Needless to say I also feel a little angry and upset.
Well, here it is. Show me your thoughts and opinions, everyone.