So I had been dating someone for the past few weeks. It was going pretty well, until today when it ended, because I’m a crazy person.
I met J online a while back, but we stopped talking when I pretty much gave up on the whole dating thing. We reconnected during my recent trip to Scotland. He messaged me and told me that he wanted to take me out when I got back, and reluctantly I agreed. I was so glad I did, because it ended up being THE BEST first date I’d ever been on. He took me to Dave and Busters. We ate the crappiest meal, and then had the best time playing some cheesy arcade games. I kicked his ass in a few of the games, and he luckily won the rest. The evening was lost in laughter and chitchat and we both left feeling pretty great about our first encounter.
The next few weeks were lovely. J is literally the nicest guy I have ever dated. Our dates were a never-ending parade of compliments, talking, sharing, laughing and sweet gazes. Just the way he looked at me told me that this guy was really into me. He made me feel so beautiful. I really loved spending time with him, and was growing to love his itchy beard.
J told me that he couldn’t come over last night because he wanted to get some rest. Later I got the feeling that he had actually gone out. It didn’t bother me that he wanted to go out with his friends! I’m really not the jealous type, and I honestly knew that he was really into me regardless. But I did struggle with the fact that he lied to me. Naturally, my mind went into crazy mode, and I decided the relationship was over.
The next day I confronted him and told him it was over for me, and he told me the truth right away. I believed him, and told him that I wanted to move on from it all. But it was too late; my crazy had already scared him off. He told me that he couldn’t be in a relationship with someone who could just end it so quickly, without even speaking first. I tried to explain that that was my way of speaking to him, and that I really didn’t want it to end. But it was no use, J is a stubborn Leo and his mind was made up. I then told him that I respected his decision and I wished him luck.
I’m now sitting here. Feeling sad, but mostly frustrated at myself. I became irrational, and I know that. I threatened to end it (or ended it as he says) because I thought that he might be lying. I know that I am naturally a very trusting person; I don’t get jealous or suspicious. But I also know that I have been in quite a few relationships that have perhaps left me with trust issues. I know lying is a problem for me. But I didn’t know that I could react so impulsively to a lie (or a perceived lie).
I have been hurt in the past. Ex’s have cheated on me, lied to me and let me down. I’ve been verbally and emotionally abused, and have been left with scars as a result. I know my past is just that, and I feel like it has made me who I am, and I have learned and grown from all that I have been through. But perhaps the past isn’t just that. Perhaps it is still here in my present day, influencing me and affecting my present day relationships. All that I can do is learn from it, and try not to let it affect my future relationships.
I feel sad tonight, J was great, and I enjoyed spending time with him. But I do believe that I deserve to, and will find, a wonderful and lasting relationship one day. What’s for me will not go by me. There was a reason this happened to me. Perhaps it was so that I could become aware of the hold my past has on my present, so that I could break from it finally. It is time to put my past behind me, and embrace my future. I know it might not be easy, but I need to trust that I deserve happiness and therefore will find it.
I obviously wasn’t meant to be with J. If I was, he would have understood why I reacted the way I did, and talked through it with me rather than running scared. Perhaps he has a past that is alive in his present day too. Perhaps my reaction scared him in the same way that his perceived lying scared me. I can’t change what happened, but I can prevent it from happening again.
This is my life, and I will be happy. One day I will meet someone that loves everything about me, including my crazy (or at least accepts it). He will be wonderful and I will trust him with all my heart, because he won’t give me reason not to. And if somehow he does (through no fault of his own), we will work through it, because that will be the relationship that is supposed to last for me.
J is a great guy! The next girl that he dates will be a lucky one. He will love on her and compliment her like a true gentleman should, because that is what he is. I wasn’t the girl for him. I was just the girl that kicked his ass in some arcade games. We had a good time together, and our relationship was exactly what we needed it to be. I wish him luck in everything that he does, and hope that he finds happiness throughout his life.