Hello, this is my first post here so please be lenient.
WARNING: War and peace length, with some cringey moments.
While this wasn't my first rodeo with a woman, what I saw on her FB two weeks ago has been leaving me feeling lifeless, not being able to sleep and in a zombie like state, where I feel like in literal pain, like your actual freaking soul is cut up.
CONTEXT: This is about a girl that I met from work with whom I got closer and closer without knowing it and now she seems forever seared in my mind, making my life very shitty as a result.
YEAR 1: In the spring of this year I was healing after testicular cancer surgery and I somehow got closer to a bombshell from work, whom I was training, though we are on the same hierarchical level so it's not like I was her superior or anything. We laughed in the hallways, talked for hours, had amazing chemistry but I was too much of a puss to do anything, this girl was way out of my league, easily a 8-9 out of 10, a former teen model who was 30 (2 years older than me) but didn't look a day over 25. Out of the blue, she asks if I want to go the the pool with her. This was in summer. While I wasn't much of a pool guy, I was into her. HARD. When we are there I'm going all Pepe le Pew on her but she is dodging my advances. It was then I found that she has a fuckbuddy whom she has feelings for, but he treated her like a fucktoy.
Needless to say I was feeling bummed, hanging at the edge of the pool and from basically nowhere she gets out of the pool, puts her head on my lap and says we should hang out at my place. I could have cum right there and then. Back at my place we eat and she is grinding into me and we kiss, I go down to her breasts, when she gets a call. It's the fuckbuddy. She berates him about this and that but she leaves to be with him. I am DEVASTATED but I figure that oh well, maybe she loves him and I am not the kind of guy to force myself on anyone.
Maybe 2 weeks later, I push to see if she would come over to my place for a movie and to my surprise, she agrees. And apparently, the fuckbuddy is out of the picture. Up to a point, it was the perfect night, a stunningly beautiful girl with whom I have great chemistry, whom I not only want to fuck, but be around, is in my arms, I am massaging her, kissing her, fingering her. After said fingering, I go and get a glass of water, I come back, we talk like 10 minutes about our families and shit and I move on to the main course but she says it's late and she has to go, she makes a remark about the condoms by the TV as if coming over all by yourself to some guy's place isn't basically consenting to sexual relations. I am CONFUSED, what is up with this girl, is she into me or not?
In then next period she says that she just doesn't see herself with me, feelings are not there but I am not sure about this and I keep inviting her for movie night. She came over about 3-4 more times and each time got progressively colder, rejecting my affections. In the end, she said that if she wanted to mess with my head, she could, but that she doesn't want to give me false hope and she won't be coming to my place anymore.
YEAR 2: I kept sporadic contact with her since I changed jobs but she contacted me around spring. One more thing, in most of our relationship SHE was the one contacting me. I was posting stuff on her FB to make her laugh but as far as phone calls go, she was the one calling 90% of the time. We would talk for hours about us, jobs, human nature but I would always see that she kept pushing me into a little brother/friend type of role and I kept flirting with her, making sexual innuendos and literally saying that I was NOT her friend. I also supported her emotionally when her parents/friends would act shitty to her. She came over to my place as I was fixing her PC and she kept getting phone calls who she tried to ignore but the other end was very pushy. As it turns out, it's her new boyfriend, a guy couple of years younger than me (after she told me how much she wants a mature guy after some of the immature men she was with), whom she didn't tell she was going to my place and who was very jealous. They had a sort of fight and I found out that they split ways soon after. I found that she met this guy at the end of the year , around New's year Eve, in my hometown. I was there as well in that period but she found excuses as to why we couldn't hang out. Now I know why.
The rest of YEAR2 was very confusing. I kept trying to stay in this girl's orbit and kept hitting on her, thinking she was confused about her attraction to me (and she was in her early 30's, a confusing period in a woman's life) and would wise up. We literally shot some pool, went to the beach (with others), went to the park, movies and we even went out ALONE on her freaking birthday. Yet, whenever I would push physically, she would back off. In her circle of friends, she was introduced to a guy who would be crucial to this very long story. A bald, droopy faced looking guy in his mid 40's, who drove her and her friends (male and female) around, who insisted that he only saw her as a friend. I laughed and told her that any straight man would want her but she said that I was thinking with my dick. After a couple of months of this guy pretending, he made a move on her, she rejected him and he didn't take it too well. For my sanity, I decided in the end of year, that I would limit contact with this girl, still being dejected about her refusal and not knowing what I did wrong.
YEAR 3: Other than maybe posting funny stuff to her on FB and the occasional phone call from her, I didn't really interact with her much. I had a lot on my plate with work, hitting the weights at home and trying my hand at online dating, without much success. As far as I know, she wasn't with anyone for this year. I was mostly over her from the beginning of the year anyway, in my mind, I even wished her all the best, that she would find a great guy as time was running out on her biological clock and she would always talk about having babies. Since I truly loved this girl, I wanted to know that she would be well off in the future, even if it wasn't with me.
YEAR 4: Again, not much contact other than FB interaction till spring. She had a personal tragedy and a friend of hers reached out to me. I called her and said that things would be fine and that time heals all things. Maybe a month after, I kept seeing #afterhatecomeslove hashtags from her posts and posting pictures in which she seems very cheerful and smiling. Thinking that she found a new guy (she is pushing 34 by this point), I was actually a bit happy for her until I found out who it was: the fucking bald guy she rejected nearly 2 years earlier. Her letting him touch her literally makes me want to heave, my chests start to hurt thinking about this. It's like imagining Eva Green getting railed by a hobo. This literally enraged me and that's not a easy thing to do. I accused her of having major cognitive dissonance on FB, as she says that she wants one thing and does another. Wants commited relationship, has fuckbuddy. Wants mature guy, dates a jealous youngster. Says she wants a new job for 2 years now, hasn't sent out a single resume. Has a serious guy that loves and supports her in me, claims she doesn't feel that way anymore and can't explain why. Wants honest guys, goes out with a guy who lied to her for months on end about his intentions. She was very stand off'ish, saying that she didn't give me false hope, that it was my fault (even though she was the one encouraging me in YEAR 1 and YEAR 2) for getting my hopes up and that she should have broken of all contact since YEAR 1. Didn't address the disonance part as she probably knew I was right about her hypocrisy. She merely said that she fell in love with him and that she can see herself being with him.
After receiving the news, I couldn't sleep right for a week and I keep getting these pains in my groin area. I am very afraid as my doctor said that cancer usually comes back in very stressful situations and I feel like a zombie right now. I finally matched a Tinder date soon after and I thought the casual sex would maybe take my mind off her. Nope. The memory of kissing this girl who plagued me for 4 years is 10 times more erotic than the girl I just fucked a couple of days ago. Not to mention that I have this standard in my head now, how in the hell am I gonna find a beautiful girl on her level who is also a great conversationalist and who knows when to be a bit vulgar and when to not.
Wanting to be a gentleman about it and not wanting to leave on a sour note, I visited her at her workplace for one last time. I mellowed out a bit thinking "oh well, maybe she does love him and they will be ok together. God knows what she sees in him". When I saw her (she looked stunning, as always), I repeated the cognitive dissonance thing, she congratulated me on the Tinder date but again, she kept addressing me like a little brother/friend. She said that she simply fell in love with this guy, I told her that she fell for the guy that was most around her as she was too lazy to look, a guy what lied to her for months,that didn't sit well with her, she tried to reframe that she was basically pushing friendship on him, pure BS. I asked her how can she date a guy 12 years older than her, never married, not likely to be looking to father children and she said that while she would never envision herself dating someone so old, you never know what the future brings or how long they will be together. This basically gave me the impression that this is a transitory relationship, for fun. With her being nearly 34 and saying that she wants children, wasting precious time with this guy. DISSONANCE CENTRAL.
She said that she would unfriend me on FB as she would not want to hurt me by seeing picture of him and her, I expressed my doubts about her relationship and future but wished her the best of luck and said that if she wants a serious relationship, she can give me a call, provided I am free.
After the first 2 years, I though I was over this girl but this news hit me like a ton of bricks, physically and mentally. I could not sleep for a week and lost 3-4 kg. It boggles the mind of how someone who is so thoughtful in the rest of the aspects of her life can have such AWFUL fucking taste in men and not see how she is wasting time with losers and dumbasses and ruining her life. She came onto me and does not know why. She rejected me and said that after a point she didn't feel like we can be together. She feels for this guy even excusing his lying behavior. Not saying that logic has anything to do with love/lust but there needs to be some consistency between words and actions.
Anyway, sorry for the lengthy post, but I would like some FEEDBACK on how to fucking block the dark thoughts of her giving herself to this guy. It's been 2 weeks but it still makes me want to puke. I've been burying myself in work, going on long walks, lifting weights, fucking another girl but I still fucking think about this girl and how I give more of a fuck about her future (both work and love wise) than she does and how she won't take any responsability about leading me on in those first 2 years. Thing is, I would love to call her a ho but she only dated a few AWFUL guys in her life (6 until 30 if her words are true) and all have been fucking losers (one guy didn't even work, she was supporting him financially and he kept abusing her) and even though I should hate her for what she did, I still can't fucking do it and I hope that things work out for her and she gets the family she says she wants.
The only positive take away for me is that I must be above average looking if this girl was initiating with me, back in YEAR 1. She could have ANY guy she wanted but for some reason she picked me in that instance. Great body, outgoing personality, but unfortunately an unstable character.
WARNING: War and peace length, with some cringey moments.
While this wasn't my first rodeo with a woman, what I saw on her FB two weeks ago has been leaving me feeling lifeless, not being able to sleep and in a zombie like state, where I feel like in literal pain, like your actual freaking soul is cut up.
CONTEXT: This is about a girl that I met from work with whom I got closer and closer without knowing it and now she seems forever seared in my mind, making my life very shitty as a result.
YEAR 1: In the spring of this year I was healing after testicular cancer surgery and I somehow got closer to a bombshell from work, whom I was training, though we are on the same hierarchical level so it's not like I was her superior or anything. We laughed in the hallways, talked for hours, had amazing chemistry but I was too much of a puss to do anything, this girl was way out of my league, easily a 8-9 out of 10, a former teen model who was 30 (2 years older than me) but didn't look a day over 25. Out of the blue, she asks if I want to go the the pool with her. This was in summer. While I wasn't much of a pool guy, I was into her. HARD. When we are there I'm going all Pepe le Pew on her but she is dodging my advances. It was then I found that she has a fuckbuddy whom she has feelings for, but he treated her like a fucktoy.
Needless to say I was feeling bummed, hanging at the edge of the pool and from basically nowhere she gets out of the pool, puts her head on my lap and says we should hang out at my place. I could have cum right there and then. Back at my place we eat and she is grinding into me and we kiss, I go down to her breasts, when she gets a call. It's the fuckbuddy. She berates him about this and that but she leaves to be with him. I am DEVASTATED but I figure that oh well, maybe she loves him and I am not the kind of guy to force myself on anyone.
Maybe 2 weeks later, I push to see if she would come over to my place for a movie and to my surprise, she agrees. And apparently, the fuckbuddy is out of the picture. Up to a point, it was the perfect night, a stunningly beautiful girl with whom I have great chemistry, whom I not only want to fuck, but be around, is in my arms, I am massaging her, kissing her, fingering her. After said fingering, I go and get a glass of water, I come back, we talk like 10 minutes about our families and shit and I move on to the main course but she says it's late and she has to go, she makes a remark about the condoms by the TV as if coming over all by yourself to some guy's place isn't basically consenting to sexual relations. I am CONFUSED, what is up with this girl, is she into me or not?
In then next period she says that she just doesn't see herself with me, feelings are not there but I am not sure about this and I keep inviting her for movie night. She came over about 3-4 more times and each time got progressively colder, rejecting my affections. In the end, she said that if she wanted to mess with my head, she could, but that she doesn't want to give me false hope and she won't be coming to my place anymore.
YEAR 2: I kept sporadic contact with her since I changed jobs but she contacted me around spring. One more thing, in most of our relationship SHE was the one contacting me. I was posting stuff on her FB to make her laugh but as far as phone calls go, she was the one calling 90% of the time. We would talk for hours about us, jobs, human nature but I would always see that she kept pushing me into a little brother/friend type of role and I kept flirting with her, making sexual innuendos and literally saying that I was NOT her friend. I also supported her emotionally when her parents/friends would act shitty to her. She came over to my place as I was fixing her PC and she kept getting phone calls who she tried to ignore but the other end was very pushy. As it turns out, it's her new boyfriend, a guy couple of years younger than me (after she told me how much she wants a mature guy after some of the immature men she was with), whom she didn't tell she was going to my place and who was very jealous. They had a sort of fight and I found out that they split ways soon after. I found that she met this guy at the end of the year , around New's year Eve, in my hometown. I was there as well in that period but she found excuses as to why we couldn't hang out. Now I know why.
The rest of YEAR2 was very confusing. I kept trying to stay in this girl's orbit and kept hitting on her, thinking she was confused about her attraction to me (and she was in her early 30's, a confusing period in a woman's life) and would wise up. We literally shot some pool, went to the beach (with others), went to the park, movies and we even went out ALONE on her freaking birthday. Yet, whenever I would push physically, she would back off. In her circle of friends, she was introduced to a guy who would be crucial to this very long story. A bald, droopy faced looking guy in his mid 40's, who drove her and her friends (male and female) around, who insisted that he only saw her as a friend. I laughed and told her that any straight man would want her but she said that I was thinking with my dick. After a couple of months of this guy pretending, he made a move on her, she rejected him and he didn't take it too well. For my sanity, I decided in the end of year, that I would limit contact with this girl, still being dejected about her refusal and not knowing what I did wrong.
YEAR 3: Other than maybe posting funny stuff to her on FB and the occasional phone call from her, I didn't really interact with her much. I had a lot on my plate with work, hitting the weights at home and trying my hand at online dating, without much success. As far as I know, she wasn't with anyone for this year. I was mostly over her from the beginning of the year anyway, in my mind, I even wished her all the best, that she would find a great guy as time was running out on her biological clock and she would always talk about having babies. Since I truly loved this girl, I wanted to know that she would be well off in the future, even if it wasn't with me.
YEAR 4: Again, not much contact other than FB interaction till spring. She had a personal tragedy and a friend of hers reached out to me. I called her and said that things would be fine and that time heals all things. Maybe a month after, I kept seeing #afterhatecomeslove hashtags from her posts and posting pictures in which she seems very cheerful and smiling. Thinking that she found a new guy (she is pushing 34 by this point), I was actually a bit happy for her until I found out who it was: the fucking bald guy she rejected nearly 2 years earlier. Her letting him touch her literally makes me want to heave, my chests start to hurt thinking about this. It's like imagining Eva Green getting railed by a hobo. This literally enraged me and that's not a easy thing to do. I accused her of having major cognitive dissonance on FB, as she says that she wants one thing and does another. Wants commited relationship, has fuckbuddy. Wants mature guy, dates a jealous youngster. Says she wants a new job for 2 years now, hasn't sent out a single resume. Has a serious guy that loves and supports her in me, claims she doesn't feel that way anymore and can't explain why. Wants honest guys, goes out with a guy who lied to her for months on end about his intentions. She was very stand off'ish, saying that she didn't give me false hope, that it was my fault (even though she was the one encouraging me in YEAR 1 and YEAR 2) for getting my hopes up and that she should have broken of all contact since YEAR 1. Didn't address the disonance part as she probably knew I was right about her hypocrisy. She merely said that she fell in love with him and that she can see herself being with him.
After receiving the news, I couldn't sleep right for a week and I keep getting these pains in my groin area. I am very afraid as my doctor said that cancer usually comes back in very stressful situations and I feel like a zombie right now. I finally matched a Tinder date soon after and I thought the casual sex would maybe take my mind off her. Nope. The memory of kissing this girl who plagued me for 4 years is 10 times more erotic than the girl I just fucked a couple of days ago. Not to mention that I have this standard in my head now, how in the hell am I gonna find a beautiful girl on her level who is also a great conversationalist and who knows when to be a bit vulgar and when to not.
Wanting to be a gentleman about it and not wanting to leave on a sour note, I visited her at her workplace for one last time. I mellowed out a bit thinking "oh well, maybe she does love him and they will be ok together. God knows what she sees in him". When I saw her (she looked stunning, as always), I repeated the cognitive dissonance thing, she congratulated me on the Tinder date but again, she kept addressing me like a little brother/friend. She said that she simply fell in love with this guy, I told her that she fell for the guy that was most around her as she was too lazy to look, a guy what lied to her for months,that didn't sit well with her, she tried to reframe that she was basically pushing friendship on him, pure BS. I asked her how can she date a guy 12 years older than her, never married, not likely to be looking to father children and she said that while she would never envision herself dating someone so old, you never know what the future brings or how long they will be together. This basically gave me the impression that this is a transitory relationship, for fun. With her being nearly 34 and saying that she wants children, wasting precious time with this guy. DISSONANCE CENTRAL.
She said that she would unfriend me on FB as she would not want to hurt me by seeing picture of him and her, I expressed my doubts about her relationship and future but wished her the best of luck and said that if she wants a serious relationship, she can give me a call, provided I am free.
After the first 2 years, I though I was over this girl but this news hit me like a ton of bricks, physically and mentally. I could not sleep for a week and lost 3-4 kg. It boggles the mind of how someone who is so thoughtful in the rest of the aspects of her life can have such AWFUL fucking taste in men and not see how she is wasting time with losers and dumbasses and ruining her life. She came onto me and does not know why. She rejected me and said that after a point she didn't feel like we can be together. She feels for this guy even excusing his lying behavior. Not saying that logic has anything to do with love/lust but there needs to be some consistency between words and actions.
Anyway, sorry for the lengthy post, but I would like some FEEDBACK on how to fucking block the dark thoughts of her giving herself to this guy. It's been 2 weeks but it still makes me want to puke. I've been burying myself in work, going on long walks, lifting weights, fucking another girl but I still fucking think about this girl and how I give more of a fuck about her future (both work and love wise) than she does and how she won't take any responsability about leading me on in those first 2 years. Thing is, I would love to call her a ho but she only dated a few AWFUL guys in her life (6 until 30 if her words are true) and all have been fucking losers (one guy didn't even work, she was supporting him financially and he kept abusing her) and even though I should hate her for what she did, I still can't fucking do it and I hope that things work out for her and she gets the family she says she wants.
The only positive take away for me is that I must be above average looking if this girl was initiating with me, back in YEAR 1. She could have ANY guy she wanted but for some reason she picked me in that instance. Great body, outgoing personality, but unfortunately an unstable character.