Love Stories - page 16

Uh yeah. So my best friend, we'll call her Katy. She like's physical touch, but she seems to only like it when it's from me. She's always asking for hugs, but if anyone besides me so much as headpats her, she's like "MRRRRR" and yesterday, she sent me an email (we email back and forth yk) and the email had four questions from her, and one of them was "would u ever date me~" and so I just answered with "uh maybe possibly hypothetically theoretically alphabetically historically rhetorically numerically" (cuz why not? it's funny) and she hasn't said anything else about it so... but she also often just takes my hand and holds it in hers, and sometimes kisses it, but I mean that could just be her liking the touch... idk. I'm kinda confused. My other friend, we'll call her Rose, says Katy totally likes me, but I'm not really sure.

G'day. I have been feeling absolutely abysmal because

I can't move on. I liked someone, he made me feel as if he likes me, but later on got in a relationship with his girl bestfriend and somehow we keep bumping into each other at random places. And now I can't seem to move on. I can't have a closure as I don't have his number or insta.

i married my husband almost 2 years ago but things just got worse and worse with time and he became pretty controlling so I've been working on becoming more financially independent since due to a very complicated situation I ended up depending on him. In the meantime, I have developed strong feelings for a coworker and the other day he asked me out, since I'm married and my husband works at the same place ( which coworker knows) I chicken out and said no because I was scared of other people that know my husband will hear us. I asked for his number so I would be able to text him in private and he gave me his number and said he was exited to text with me, next day when I texted him he was very dry and ended up leaving me on seen and I feel so devastated cause I really liked him.

I have a lot to do and not enough time to do it I get paid once a month by UC and I might possibly be pregnant but with my income I have no idea if I can raise a child

Can someone help me

I need a man who see me for me

I need a man who respects and values me

a man who has seen my worth

I am not willing to offer what I have unless I see if he is worth my time or even to be part of my overthinking brain

I don’t have the time nor energy for another time waste shitty moment, is this what relationships are in this generation now?

when they have the time or boredom hits, they just come to you and have the audacity to be like , “oh wait, lemme just play with her feelings”

do people just face time you out of nowhere, fall asleep in the call and make you feel like your presence bring comfort one day and make you feel like a worthless piece of shit the other day or maybe I am just overthinking.

I was in 8th grade and in Confirmation class when I met Mike. Ridiculously handsome and quiet like me. We would smile and that was probably it. We met again in college, he actually asked me out but I was true to my high school boyfriend and said no, although I cried later when I got home. I followed his police career, thought of him as the one that got away. When I got Facebook years later, he was the first person I looked for. He was exactly the same. We chatted and caught up. We met for an innocent lunch months later. Eventually we would meet up and had an affair which never amounted to anything. It wasn’t smooth sailing. We fought, mostly me, wishing things had been different. We always came back as friends online and through text. This went on maybe 15 years. We had a decent mutual respect and friendship although not close. He had been married divorced 3 times and multiple women- hisb2nd and 3rd wife broke up his first marriage and was half his age. He was a police officer and a lot of women chased him and he enjoyed that. It was not something I liked about him. Anyway, one time my teen daughter got a weird message trying to get her phone number from a stranger who said she was a teen. My daughter told me it didn’t sound like a teen. I had a weird suspicion it was him trying to spy on her phone. He had used his law enforcement Connections to know things about me and my online habits. I just had a weird feeling. I ended up sending him a message telling him how weird this was. He said, “That’s not good”. I found that odd. Like he was actually saying that wasn’t good I found him out. Well, we ended up talking after and I felt maybe I’d been ridiculous and maybe he was actually okay. Afterwards, I started thinking about things and it really did seem kind of creepy to me. One time years ago an anonymous person was stating things online about my 16 year old daughter. I feared it was him. So when I felt this about my youngest daughter who looked like me, I also remember him telling me in a call that he wished he could have “been with teenaged me just one time”. This was around the time my daughter got that weird message trying to give out her number. I feared the worst, decided it wasn’t worth having a friendship that was possibly creepy and sent messages to him saying “leave me and my daughters alone!” I felt if he was innocent he’d say something. He said nothing. I was so creeped out. 9 months later - which is currently, I wondered about him for some weird reason. I look him up to see what he’s up to. He DIED 9 months ago unexpectedly. I had talked to him right before. He had gained alot of weight. I only read it was sudden and unexpected the weekend he intended to see his son to basic training. I didn’t know how to feel. Sad, mostly, even though our relationship wasn’t to be and should not have been. He was a big part of my growing up and just general friendship even though it wasn’t always good. I always hoped I had been wrong and he didn’t actually saying anything about my daughters or text one. Anyway, he’s gone. I feel this unexpected grief and loss. It’s been very painful and can’t tell anyone. If he was guilty of anything I shouldn’t feel anything, but I never knew. There’s no burial plot that I see, so no place to visit and say goodbye. I’m venting here. Yes, I know my affair was wrong. My husband and I worked through that. He doesn’t know if his death or that it upset me. That is why I’m venting here. I still hope he wasn’t responsible for the weird messages to my daughter. I don’t know how to feel. Thank you for reading if you got this far.

A dude I once had a “it’s complicated” thing with love bombed and leave. But I couldn’t leave cause I was too attached. I did end up leaving but it left me traumatized and always wanting him back. I don’t want him back anymore but the trauma is still there.

I’m just really tired and I wanted somewhere to vent that wasn’t to someone I knew, and it was better than my notes app. For the past 6 years I was severely abused in every sense of the word. I got raped at 14 in my school bathroom, and then it just kept happening from different people. I’m in college now which is weird. I moved out. Moved across the country and I just don’t feel better. I got assaulted again here. And then I was dating this guy for a few months and found out he was just using me for sex and he told me he never cared about me. Then I got pregnant and miscarried. He doesn’t know. Barely any of my friends do and they think I’m joking. I relapsed so bad that my wrists from elbows are coated. And I’ve been talking to this guy that I really like but I think he just wants sex too. I’m so sick of that being my only place of worth or value. I deserve more I just can’t find it. Anyways the guy that got me pregnant and doesn’t know texted me last night. I went over to his place and he just cried and apologized for everything for hours. It kind of made me spiral and crash out. My ex girlfriend who I never really got over also followed me on instagram so that’s insane. It just feels like no matter what I decide it’s the wrong decision and like everything is always my fault.

My confession.

Well

I’m 14, newly 14. I recently have had a baby. Titus, is what I named him, no one knows. No one thinks that he’s mine, I’ve been just saying he’s my mom’s, she’s absolutely pissed about it but she loves him. I just can hold it in, telling people he’s not my baby and that I feel the longer I tell people he’s not mine the more he will think that I’m not his mother. I refused to stay at the hospital for the 3 days because I would’ve missed school and it would’ve been suspicious. So I went, literally eating pain medicine for lunch and breakfast. I have to pump everyday before and after school, I do this because He is tongue tied and breastfeeding him is difficult. The father doesn’t know yet, and I don’t think he ever will. What do I do?

So i like this boy named Kaleb but hes dating a girl named Allison and i have liked Kaleb for 5 school years but 7 normal years and he has rarely talked to me or noticed me the last time he did i found out he was a very sexual guy and i didn't know how i felt about that but i think i still like him and now his GF his threatening to fight me for him but then i like my ex as well his name is Leo and he told me to kill myself when we broke up but now i'm friends with Leo and i don't know what to do!

so one of my friends said my hair looks pretty today :D

the hairdo is fairly simple, just the top half of my hair in a ponytail and the bottom down and long, but when she complimented it it made me so happy

and a little bit earlier, I got triggered by a splatter on the wall at school that looked like blood and she was understanding and gave me a hug

she's just so nice and I think I might like her...

she's like my bestie and has helped me w stuff in the past.

and seeing her gives me a little flip in my stomach

and I cant help smiling when I think of her

but I mean she's already taken and I don't think shed like me anyway

what do I do?

ok so like i don’t even kno what happened. one day he was all sweet n talkin to me in class, laughin at my dumb jokes, sayin good morning on snap, just bein cute n stuff... and now? it’s like i don’t even exist. he don’t look at me, don’t reply, don’t even open my messages sometimes. i keep re-readin our convos like, did i say somethin wrong?? was i weird?? was i too much?? i swear i been thinkin about it nonstop and it’s makin me feel like i’m goin crazy. we used to talk every day and now it's just silence. and it hurts way more than i thought it would. i didn’t even realize how much i liked him until he started actin like i was invisible. like bruh what changed???

he was the first boy who made me feel kinda special, u kno? not like those fake boys who just wanna mess around. he actually listened to me, asked me about my day, remembered the lil things i said. he used to sit by me at lunch, even helped me with math one time (even tho he lowkey sucks at math lol). i thought it meant something, fr. like we had a thing, even if it wasn’t official or whatever. nd now it’s like he flipped a switch. i saw him talkin to some other girl the other day and he smiled at her in that same way he used to smile at me and ngl, it felt like a punch in the stomach. i told myself i wouldn’t catch feelings but i did and now here i am, listenin to sad songs like a dummy n tryna not to cry in front of ppl.

i asked my friends what i should do n they all said stuff like “forget him” or “he’s not worth it” but that don’t help. i don’t wanna just forget him. i wanna understand what i did wrong. like, was i too boring? too clingy? not pretty enough? it’s messin with my head. every time my phone lights up i hope it’s him but it never is. i be dreamin about him textin me like “hey sorry i was busy” or “i miss u” but it never happens. just more silence. and the worst part? i still like him. i still wanna talk to him. and i hate that. why do i care so much about someone who clearly don’t care about me anymore?

i keep tryna tell myself that if someone can just stop talkin to u like that, they were never really yours in the first place. but it don’t make it hurt any less. i miss how it felt when we were vibin, when i thought maybe, just maybe, this boy actually liked me for me. now i feel dumb. like i made it all up in my head or somethin. maybe he got bored. maybe he found someone better. maybe he never liked me at all. i dunno. but what i do kno is that bein ignored like this sucks. it makes u feel small. invisible. like u don’t even matter. and i’m tryna move on, i swear i am. but it’s hard when the only person u wanna hear from is the one who won’t even look at u. so yeah... why is he ignoring me? i wish i knew. i really do.

I don’t think I’m capable of thinking rationally. I’ve been in an almost six-year relationship, but should I stop counting? Where do I even start? I guess I should begin with the time he entertained another girl during my father’s funeral. I asked him why he did that to me, and he told me he didn’t know what he was doing. He also said that, during that day, he saw our roommate and came to his senses, sending the girl away. I find his reasons unacceptable even now.

Then, he told me that he lost the spark in our relationship. I understand, since we are human, and everyone has their own circumstances in life. Gradually, I lost it too. I started the breakup, but I couldn’t bear being away from him. After everything that happened, we talked. He cried, and I told him that we could make the relationship work again, but he said he didn’t know. We live together now, but without labels. I stopped asking if we could make it work because we’re both busy, especially since we’re in our last year of college.

Even though we’re together, I’ve gradually lost the sense of safety I once felt when I first met him. Yet, there’s still something inside me that wants to hold on to him. We’re together, but he can’t call me by name, he doesn’t express that he loves me, and he never talks about making this relationship work again. I have a plan in my mind to leave him after graduation. Why? Because I’m his only support in his chaotic world. I’ve always considered his situation. He’s still so good to me, taking care of me, cooking for me. But in the process, I’ve lost myself. I don’t know what to do anymore.

He’s my first in everything. I know some of you might laugh at how bad my choices are, but I think it’s a fierce battle between my mind and my heart that refuses to accept it.