LastVestigeOfOldJoy
Fapstronaut
I've been working hard on myself over the last couple of years. I eventually met a young woman. I quickly fell in love with her. She was very intelligent, yet very easy for me to talk to. She made me feel normal. It was nice. We became best friends and very quickly lovers. Somehow, within a few months, we were so blinded by love that we were discussing marriage plans for the future. It was a very intense relationship. She wanted to spend every waking moment with me and vice versa. We were each other's first sexual partners. Something to include about her is that she's normally very introverted and prides herself on being rather conservative in terms of her personal life.
One day, she had to travel out of state for her job. It was our first time apart for more than a day or so since we started dating. The first two days, she texted me non-stop throughout the day and we had a long call before bed. The third day, she barely said anything all day, and at the end of her day, texted me that she was going out for drinks with a coworker. She clarified that it was a girl and took a picture of them together. To me, this was weird because I didn't ask and I'm not typically the jealous type, but I figured she just wanted to reassure me. I wished her a good night and asked her to text me when she got back to her hotel safely.
Twelve came around, so I sent her a text asking her if she was still out, and got no reply. Two came around, same thing. At this point, I'm worried so I call. It rings once and gets hung up. I call again, same thing before a text saying "Stop calling. We'll talk later.". This obviously concerned me so I asked to talk now if at all possible. No answer, so I said "At least let me hear your voice so I know you're fine". She called me, said "I'm fine. I'll talk to you later." and hung up.
I had a pretty good idea of what was going on. I felt a sense of dread come over me. I texted her a couple of more times over the night, begging for an explanation. No reply. I passed out, and woke up a few hours later. She sent a text saying "I am fine, but we need to talk", so I called her as soon as I woke up. She told me everything. A high ranking guy in her company was being flirty, and she "couldn't say no" to drinking with him. They had sex multiple times that night. I died inside. I didn't know what to say, except "why". She said she didn't know and that it just "felt right".
I'll skip the rest, but, long story short, we broke up. She said she wanted to make it work, and I wanted to forgive her, but I know I couldn't. I even told her that. I'll never be able to trust her again, I'd be controlling and shit if I did take her back. It just wouldn't be good.
I am beyond depressed. I truly feel as though my life is coming to an end, though I know it isn't. They say it is better to have loved and lost than never loved at all, but if this is what it always feels like, I disagree. My whole world is coming down around me.
I can't invest this much of my heart into somebody only for it to be thrown away on something as stupid as sex.
I've heard normies often have a favored "breakup song". I suppose this is mine.
One day, she had to travel out of state for her job. It was our first time apart for more than a day or so since we started dating. The first two days, she texted me non-stop throughout the day and we had a long call before bed. The third day, she barely said anything all day, and at the end of her day, texted me that she was going out for drinks with a coworker. She clarified that it was a girl and took a picture of them together. To me, this was weird because I didn't ask and I'm not typically the jealous type, but I figured she just wanted to reassure me. I wished her a good night and asked her to text me when she got back to her hotel safely.
Twelve came around, so I sent her a text asking her if she was still out, and got no reply. Two came around, same thing. At this point, I'm worried so I call. It rings once and gets hung up. I call again, same thing before a text saying "Stop calling. We'll talk later.". This obviously concerned me so I asked to talk now if at all possible. No answer, so I said "At least let me hear your voice so I know you're fine". She called me, said "I'm fine. I'll talk to you later." and hung up.
I had a pretty good idea of what was going on. I felt a sense of dread come over me. I texted her a couple of more times over the night, begging for an explanation. No reply. I passed out, and woke up a few hours later. She sent a text saying "I am fine, but we need to talk", so I called her as soon as I woke up. She told me everything. A high ranking guy in her company was being flirty, and she "couldn't say no" to drinking with him. They had sex multiple times that night. I died inside. I didn't know what to say, except "why". She said she didn't know and that it just "felt right".
I'll skip the rest, but, long story short, we broke up. She said she wanted to make it work, and I wanted to forgive her, but I know I couldn't. I even told her that. I'll never be able to trust her again, I'd be controlling and shit if I did take her back. It just wouldn't be good.
I am beyond depressed. I truly feel as though my life is coming to an end, though I know it isn't. They say it is better to have loved and lost than never loved at all, but if this is what it always feels like, I disagree. My whole world is coming down around me.
I can't invest this much of my heart into somebody only for it to be thrown away on something as stupid as sex.
I've heard normies often have a favored "breakup song". I suppose this is mine.