Getting this off my chest here because the people in my life are sick of hearing about this train wreck after ten years.
I met this girl in high school. We didn't really date, we were just really good friends. Our senior year, we started dating and things were great. Then she cheated. I didn't talk to her afterwards. We went to different schools. After a while, we made contact again.
I left KSU after getting injured to the point where I couldnt play anymore because fuck Kansas and came back to Dallas where she went to school.
We dated on and off, but something always happened. A fight, a break...whatever. I really did love her though, so I would always tell myself give it another chance.
One summer, she went to D.C. for some internship and I got a call about not wanting to do a long distance relationship. That's when I noticed another guy. He asked her dad for permission to date her, and the dad apparently fell in love with this guy, moving him to Dallas, getting him a pretty good job, etc.
I confronted her about it and was told they werent dating, so things went back to normal for us. Then I get a call at work two years ago, that she had news for me. She was engaged.
I nearly lost it, refusing to believe it. A week later she told me over lunch she didnt intend to go through with it and was just trying to figure out how to break it off. The excuses kept piling up how her family set this up, and its what they wanted, etc.
She got married last June. I was probably at the lowest point in my life ever. The night of, I got the drunkest I've ever been, threw my phone out the window and passed out (very expensive mistake, dont recommend). I woke up to 5 different groups of people banging my door down to see if I was alive (first my brother who she had called, then my mom, then my best friend, then my apartment complex because someone called them and told them they thought I was dead, and finally another ex of mine).
I didn't speak to her again. If I had known it was her number calling me when I answered, maybe I would be better off today. We talked, and she told me how miserable she was, and how she made such a terrible mistake and realized she wanted to be with me.
But she would never break it off. I remember asking her how could she possibly do it now, if she couldn't before she got married.
It's been almost a year, for a while things were getting intense between us again, but she would never break it off with this guy.I told her 3 days ago to show me divorce papers or leave me alone.
I know the advice, I know what to do. It just hurts, and it has been for a long time. I feel like a complete shitcan of a human being because every time I've dated someone else, I've known in my heart that if I had a chance I'd jump back to her without hesitation.
anyway, sorry to derail from much more interesting stories about hookers, I just really needed to vent. Fight the good fight J49.