A couple of months ago, I made a post about how I met a wonderful guy through livejournal. Well, turns out he isn’t so wonderful. Or maybe he is. All I know is that right now I’m hurting. I don’t want to make a three page post about this because I know I could if I wanted to. So to keep it short, we started chatting with different expectations. He wanted to be drinking buddies and I thought we were going out for dates. And the difference in expectations kept building up, I guess. It really hurts, because before we made it official boyfriend/girlfriend, I had told him that just because I held his hand, it didn’t make us bf/gf, and he asked how he could change that, so I thought he wanted to be bf/gf. After thinking about it for a bit, I had “a talk” with him, and we’d been official for a month or so. Then… last night, he told me (online, no less) that he didn’t think he went into this relationship for the right reasons, that he doesn’t think it’ll go anywhere with me and that he liked another girl and would like to see where it goes with her.
It hurt so much.
So much that I was basically an idiot and I repeated myself a lot, and at the end, we basically “agreed” that we were going to “slow down” and date other people but still be “more than friends”. Thing is, he said he didn’t think it’d EVER be more than “more than friends” and he doesn’t see himself in a relationship with me. Of course, this let me to wonder what the hell is wrong with me that I finally find someone that I thought liked me but turns out he didn’t, and he even said (without saying) that I cornered him into a relationship.
I know I shouldn’t haven’t invested so much emotion over something so short, but this was my first adult relationship. Before, even though I had steady boyfriends, I knew it could end any day and didn’t spend so much emotion on those. But this relationship was the first one I had since I turned 18 (I’m 19 now) and I just… feel like shit over this.
It just hurts so much. Like he ripped my heart out and shoved it down my throat because he didn’t even think to mask his reasons and told me out right that it wasn’t him, but it was me.