Long story short, I went on a brief vacation with the last girl I'd been seeing regularly, whom I considered possible LTR relationship material. Unfortunately, near the end of the trip I incidentally caught a glimpse of her phone and noticed there were texts exchanged with another dude. We had had the "exclusivity" talk prior, where I had told her the usual that it was something I wasn't ready for just yet. Instinctively, I knew that by doing this she'd probably end up seeing another guy from time to time. I tried to deal with this the best I could from an intellectual standpoint, and work on meeting other women. But I've been in kind of a slump lately, no doubt in part due to the fact I've spent the better part of 7 months seeing at least one person regularly.
It's sometimes okay from an intellectual standpoint. It's a lot harder to deal with the emotions when it's right there, in your face. I find myself wishing I could be the guy to randomly text female acquaintances to come over. So far, that's not me. Why do I end up being this guy, and not that guy? Probably because empty sex just feels like empty sex at this point in my life. Ive banged a fair share of girls in the last year.
I sort of believe that she intended me to see it - it's trivial to hide such things. She didn't bother. Just a tactic to see what I would put up with. She played it real wrong, because finally I know I was one of the guys she liked the most, possibly ever. I definitely think it blindsided her that I would walk.
So I've broken it off with her. It went okay, not a lot of anger or drama, just some talking and some tears. I'm fairly confident there won't be a ton of further drama. In a weird way we sort of understood each other. I know she did what she did because she was terrified of me leaving and getting hurt. I did what I did because I didn't want to give up absolutely everything. But she seems to have engineered precisely the result she didn't want. I don't hate these women for the things they do, or what they are.
But I don't think breaking hearts is something I'll ever feel comfortable with. It sucks more than anything. She was never abusive, abrasive, or cuntish. She put in what felt like a heroes effort to please a guy she probably believed was out of her league.
So now I'm back to the start with just me. Intellectually I understand I shouldn't need anyone to make me happy, but having women as a regular fixture in my life has been a huge part of it for the past 7 months. But I realize part of the problem is I didnt know what I wanted...a fuck buddy or a LTR? I tried to have it both ways. Can't be done. I don't know a lot of people in this area...I think what I was really looking for was a friend. And at the end of the day, these girls can't be my best friends.
So it feels very hollow now. I understand that the next days and weeks will be the hardest. I have some ideas of what to do to ease the pain, and I take some comfort that this sort of thing is something probably every man here has been through. I feel you, brothers.
Any advice or support regarding what to do moving forward would be appreciated.
It's sometimes okay from an intellectual standpoint. It's a lot harder to deal with the emotions when it's right there, in your face. I find myself wishing I could be the guy to randomly text female acquaintances to come over. So far, that's not me. Why do I end up being this guy, and not that guy? Probably because empty sex just feels like empty sex at this point in my life. Ive banged a fair share of girls in the last year.
I sort of believe that she intended me to see it - it's trivial to hide such things. She didn't bother. Just a tactic to see what I would put up with. She played it real wrong, because finally I know I was one of the guys she liked the most, possibly ever. I definitely think it blindsided her that I would walk.
So I've broken it off with her. It went okay, not a lot of anger or drama, just some talking and some tears. I'm fairly confident there won't be a ton of further drama. In a weird way we sort of understood each other. I know she did what she did because she was terrified of me leaving and getting hurt. I did what I did because I didn't want to give up absolutely everything. But she seems to have engineered precisely the result she didn't want. I don't hate these women for the things they do, or what they are.
But I don't think breaking hearts is something I'll ever feel comfortable with. It sucks more than anything. She was never abusive, abrasive, or cuntish. She put in what felt like a heroes effort to please a guy she probably believed was out of her league.
So now I'm back to the start with just me. Intellectually I understand I shouldn't need anyone to make me happy, but having women as a regular fixture in my life has been a huge part of it for the past 7 months. But I realize part of the problem is I didnt know what I wanted...a fuck buddy or a LTR? I tried to have it both ways. Can't be done. I don't know a lot of people in this area...I think what I was really looking for was a friend. And at the end of the day, these girls can't be my best friends.
So it feels very hollow now. I understand that the next days and weeks will be the hardest. I have some ideas of what to do to ease the pain, and I take some comfort that this sort of thing is something probably every man here has been through. I feel you, brothers.
Any advice or support regarding what to do moving forward would be appreciated.