Starflower
07-21-2001, 11:49 AM
OK - I really didn't know where to put this post - and I don't know if many people will respond - or even if I want people to respond.
Erm, it's about a past relationship that I had. I've not really had many relationships. Having been through some abuse I tend to not let people close. And the guys I've been out with have all been very pushy in a sex direction, and so then I haven't been in any relationship for al ong time because I kinda gave up.
Anyway - this relationship. I went out with him on off for about four years from about twelve to sixteen. He made me feel special. HE made me feel loved.
I was an ugly child. I always felt pushed out. I had been bullied through a lot of my life - so I won't go into it here, but I had low esteen already because of lots of factors. YOu don't need my life story - just to know I wasn't that popular and considered myself on of the ugly people./
Ok, well later on in the fifteen sixteen part of the relationship he did pressure me a bit for sex, and I didn't give into him, because I didn't want to. And he didn't push me any further. I thought he liked me. I thought he meant it when he said he loved me. I thought he worhsipped me. He wrote me letters, gave me (stolen) flowers. He wasn't ashamed to be seen with me. He put his arm round me in public. .
I was aloof with him. I didn't want to get hurt. BUT _ and I never admitted this to anyoen. I did feel like I loved him. :cry I thought alot of him. I thought we had a special connection. We seemed made for each other, and I thought he felt the same.
Later I decided that we were getting too close. I cared too much. I was scared I wouldn't be able to keep him for longer without having sex with him, so I dumped him. I didn't give him an excuse I just told him it was the end. He was upset. Everyone thought I was being harsh. But I jsut had to get rid of the complicated feelings. I couldn't handle it.
We remained friends. I thought he still cared.
Later at seventeen I learned he had told people
He felt sorry for me - that;s the only reason he went out with me
Why did he feel sorry for me. It was before I was obviously anorexic (or so I thought). Maybe he knew I was crazy. Maybe he saw my depression. Maybe he saw my loneliness. Maybe he knew I would never find anyone? I started filling in the gaps for wher I didn't know what the truth was. I made my own truth. Convinced me that I was always to be lonely. From now on people wouldn't even ask me out because they felt sorry for me. Only he would so that. From now on I would only get offers of meaningless sex. So I shyed away from men and away I stay. Convinced they mean nothing more.
Although - I wonder if mayeb I hurt him and he just said that to maintain credibility. He was popular. I was a loser geek. . .
I lost my feminity. He made me feel like a girl. Like he worshipped me being a girl. And now I wasn't. I became asexual.
At seventeen eighteen, the guy came out. He is gay. Although we remained close - he never told me straight out. PReferring to insinnuate he was. I DO NOT ASUME anything. He said they were saying he was gay - I said it didn't matter, he was who he was no matter what anyone said. He never told me about his sexuality although he told other people.
So then I felt bad again.
Now I met someone and I really liked him and he treated me like a queen - but I didn't know him for long before I had to leave uni.
And I am scared to care. I'm scared to admit he made me feel alive and human. In case it never happens again. I need to be hard and closed off. And I do feel the other emotions and I am too scared to tell anyone in case I get trampled on. . . What I get cruched - I couldn't take anymore. I coudln't
What if I get hurt again. . Like the abuse but worse because I@d be older and I would feel the pain and it would hurt so much and I do care I do. . .
Erm, it's about a past relationship that I had. I've not really had many relationships. Having been through some abuse I tend to not let people close. And the guys I've been out with have all been very pushy in a sex direction, and so then I haven't been in any relationship for al ong time because I kinda gave up.
Anyway - this relationship. I went out with him on off for about four years from about twelve to sixteen. He made me feel special. HE made me feel loved.
I was an ugly child. I always felt pushed out. I had been bullied through a lot of my life - so I won't go into it here, but I had low esteen already because of lots of factors. YOu don't need my life story - just to know I wasn't that popular and considered myself on of the ugly people./
Ok, well later on in the fifteen sixteen part of the relationship he did pressure me a bit for sex, and I didn't give into him, because I didn't want to. And he didn't push me any further. I thought he liked me. I thought he meant it when he said he loved me. I thought he worhsipped me. He wrote me letters, gave me (stolen) flowers. He wasn't ashamed to be seen with me. He put his arm round me in public. .
I was aloof with him. I didn't want to get hurt. BUT _ and I never admitted this to anyoen. I did feel like I loved him. :cry I thought alot of him. I thought we had a special connection. We seemed made for each other, and I thought he felt the same.
Later I decided that we were getting too close. I cared too much. I was scared I wouldn't be able to keep him for longer without having sex with him, so I dumped him. I didn't give him an excuse I just told him it was the end. He was upset. Everyone thought I was being harsh. But I jsut had to get rid of the complicated feelings. I couldn't handle it.
We remained friends. I thought he still cared.
Later at seventeen I learned he had told people
He felt sorry for me - that;s the only reason he went out with me
Why did he feel sorry for me. It was before I was obviously anorexic (or so I thought). Maybe he knew I was crazy. Maybe he saw my depression. Maybe he saw my loneliness. Maybe he knew I would never find anyone? I started filling in the gaps for wher I didn't know what the truth was. I made my own truth. Convinced me that I was always to be lonely. From now on people wouldn't even ask me out because they felt sorry for me. Only he would so that. From now on I would only get offers of meaningless sex. So I shyed away from men and away I stay. Convinced they mean nothing more.
Although - I wonder if mayeb I hurt him and he just said that to maintain credibility. He was popular. I was a loser geek. . .
I lost my feminity. He made me feel like a girl. Like he worshipped me being a girl. And now I wasn't. I became asexual.
At seventeen eighteen, the guy came out. He is gay. Although we remained close - he never told me straight out. PReferring to insinnuate he was. I DO NOT ASUME anything. He said they were saying he was gay - I said it didn't matter, he was who he was no matter what anyone said. He never told me about his sexuality although he told other people.
So then I felt bad again.
Now I met someone and I really liked him and he treated me like a queen - but I didn't know him for long before I had to leave uni.
And I am scared to care. I'm scared to admit he made me feel alive and human. In case it never happens again. I need to be hard and closed off. And I do feel the other emotions and I am too scared to tell anyone in case I get trampled on. . . What I get cruched - I couldn't take anymore. I coudln't
What if I get hurt again. . Like the abuse but worse because I@d be older and I would feel the pain and it would hurt so much and I do care I do. . .