Oh, Welfy, I am so sorry. He doesn’t know what he is losing. And any guy who doesn’t know that sure doesn’t deserve you.
Welfy,
Hermitry is overrated. Bitter is no way to end up.
and Spooje is right. We’re simple. All my teachers said I was:p
Welfy, as so many others have said, there is nothing that can be said to make it better. And the only thing that will do it is time. “Needing space” and “It’s over” DO equate to the same thing to the heart… one’s just a nicer way of saying it. The only advice I can really give, from one who’s been there a couple times herself, is to do what comes naturally… if you feel like you need a good cry, don’t hold it back. If you feel like you need a hug, find the nearest friend with open arms to oblige you. And if you need to talk, call a good friend and talk for three hours about whatever comes up. It’s a grief process, and not easy to go through. And if you ever just need a cyberhug, my arms are always open. I’m pretty good at giving 'em. (So here’s one for you to take if you want it… {{Welfy}}
TruePisces
Isn’t it odd that when they say they are giving you space, they are actually taking it themselves, while leaving one in your heart?
You are a wonderful person, and either he will see that and come back, or someone else will. And until then, you have all of your friends here.
dropzone, number two on your list reminds me of a riddle a friend told me: Why aren’t there enough caring, sensitive men to go around for the women who are looking? Because they all already have boyfriends.
Keep in touch with us here, Welfy, and let us know how it is going with you.
yes, we are so simple we are complicated.
since everyone else, I’ll do it too. (Great excuse there, eh?)
{{{{{welfy}}}}}}
This sucks, Welfy, and as another one who has been there, I too can vouch for the fact that words don’t help much and it hurts like hell.
The only advice I can think of is to reclaim some of the stuff you might have liked to do pre-Ray, that maybe you didn’t do as much while you were together, and renew your enjoyment of it. At first it’s pure distraction, taking your mind off how much you hurt for a few minutes, but sometimes it helps you heal in bigger ways, too.
And I think I’ve only done this once or twice in the almost-a-year that I’ve been here, but:
{{{{{{Welfy}}}}}}
awww, Welfy, I’m sorry. I won’t even pretend there’s anything I can say to make you feel any better, but…
hugs Welfy tightly
You guys are wonderful. You all mean a lot to me. hugs to all
Well, I guess we’re not really “broken up” but it’s starting to seem like it. I had the awkwardness of seeing him in church today, and I gave him a big hug. His mother asked me if I was coming over this afternoon and I told her no. She seemed offended, but seriously, I didn’t want to go anywhere; I’ve been in Niagara Falls/Buffalo for 4 days, so I wanted to spend some time at home. Plus I had horrible cramps that almost kept me home to begin with.
Then there’s this whole party thing. Our good friend, Paul, is having a party tonight. I jokingly told Ray that I was tricking him into not going and then going myself, but then when I thought about it I realized that anytime he goes to parties with me he acts sort of possessive, and he hates parties. He just likes to sit in a chair in a dark corner and be surly. I’m the opposite; though very shy, when I’m with my friends I’m the social butterfly, talking and dancing with everyone. I love parties.
Well, he was greatly offended that I implied that I didn’t want him there (who blames him?). Then I thought, “Y’know, that was rude of me to say that” since it just sort of came out without me thinking. But now he doesn’t want to go; he said if I ask him to go now it would only be lying to myself and to him. Even if I beg him, I doubt he will go since the only reason he wanted to go was because of me.
Now it’s damned if I do, damned if I don’t. If I do go to the party, I will think of Ray sitting home alone and I’ll feel terrible, and that will make me have a less-than-fun time. Plus now Paul is mad at me for stopping Ray from going and for me being my typical bratty self. And if I don’t go, I’ll think of how much fun everyone at the party is having and be sad, and then think of Ray at his house again and be guilty and sad for that.
New Year’s sucks. 
Ah that sucks,
What happens now is that folks will take sides and some will be very wary of being used by one of you against the other so they may keep their distance.
You can not please them all no matter how you try, and you will end up being more upset if you do.
Big hugs and all the best.
Aw Welfy.
hugs
Time will heal the wound.
Take care and try to have a Happy New Year. 
I’m terribly sorry, Welfy. Not having the best of luck in this same area myself, the best advice I can give you is to give it time. Things will eventually work themselves out. Do your best to stay calm, it will help you think straight.
Those are things I didn’t do before, and it just came around and kicked me in the ass. Maybe if you do what I didn’t do you’ll fare better. I hope everything turns out alright for you.
This is the my first, and most likely last post on here, as this isn’t really my thing… but I am Ray… and I love Erin (Welfy)… I want to be with her… more then anything… the only reason I said I want here to have space was because after getting back from Niagra she talked about her firend who broke up with her boyfriend to devote more time to God… so, I, not wanting to lose her, told her I’d give her the space and freedom she wanted for God… and because it was in an IM conversation, she took it the wrong way… I love her… Erin, please, lets put this behind us… If you want to go to the party we’ll go… I might even dance… I love you…
Well, Welfy, there’s just no way I can follow that but I just wanted you to know that I’m thinking of you!
What can I say? I’m speechless.
I think I will go to that party. And no, I won’t go alone.
Dammit, do I have to spend every minute on this board with my eyes starting to tear up?
Yeah, Euty, the part of me that’s 20 years old and single is pretty pissed about the missed opportunity, too.
Aww…how cute. Well, I guess you can go be happy now and I’ll go to sleep by myself. {{{Welfy}}} Even though you don’t need it anymore.
sigh
warm fuzzies
This day just keeps getting better.
1921: Gene Roddenberry, television writer and producer, best known for the series "Star Trek," was born, Albert Einstein suggested the possibility of measuring the universe, An airmail plane set a record of 33 hours and 20 minutes from San Francisco to New York, The first radio broadcast of a baseball game took place in Pittsburgh, The United States, which never ratified the Versailles Treaty ending World War I, finally signed a peace treaty with Germany, Lloyd Olds came up with vertically striped black and white shirts for sports officials, The editors of the Little Review were convicted for obscenity for publishing an excerpt from "Ulysses" by James JoyceWell Son of a bitch. There ya go, Welfster… I hope yer happy!!!
(for making me pissed at the same guy that made my eyes well up in tears)
I think you and him need to be alone now, and give him his “Special Treats”
Ad Noctum, who likes hitting on Welfy, and wishing her a happy life.
Sigh…{{{{{{{{{Welfy}}}}}}}}} (((((((((The Guy Welfy Hates))))))))))))