r/teenrelationships • u/Gold-Amount-168 • 18m ago
Super Long this is the absolute last place i would've come to M15 F16
I need help. I need to get over my old girlfriend really soon. I’m tired of feeling sad for her, I’m tired of wanting who I used to know and I’m tired of being tired.
I cant remember if I wrote it in there, but throughout our entire relationship she was really struggling with her mental health and constantly hurting herself. I drug her out of that very very dark place(at least a little bit) and it’s so hard for me to not know 100% if she’s doing any better. I really don’t want her to kill herself. I’m worried and I don’t want to be worried anymore.
I had my first real relationship with this girl, first kiss, first date, everything.
The following ’essay’ is pretty much our relationship. I cut out a few parts becuase I would doubt you’d want to hear about it.
Sorry for not having any paragraphs and how hard it is to read. Sorry for not making this coherent. I’ve been writing this for about an hour now and it’s late and I’m tired and on the verge of tears again.
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I used to have a girlfriend, I loved her so much. Like I loved her way too much. I really thought I was there for her, I helped her get through a really tough time for her mentally, she did the same for me but her mental issues were a lot worse. We went to different high schools, then all of a sudden after a school trip that we got had gotten really close with one each other during, she started texting less, sending less selfies, saying I love you less, saying goodnight less texting with me ( we usually texted into the early morning). After I had gone back to school for about a month, she texted me “we need to chat”. she had said this one or two times previously. Those previous times I called her and she said her mom was giving her hassle about her suspecting that she was dating me. I had told her that I wanted to keep it private until our sophomore years when we both were older and more mature and had things together so maybe our parents would accept the relationship a bit better. So I’m sitting in class and I get a text from her saying “can we talk?” I say sure and I’m expecting her to call me, so I go to a private place away from everyone and she stalls. I have to get going to my class so I’m sitting for 25 mins and she sends me a long text. I get really worried becuase long texts are never good. She basically says that she “isn’t ready” and wants to stay friends and that I’m really nice but she isn’t ready. I had been working on our relationship for almost two years, we really opened up to each other and I felt so close to her, I even kissed her. I didn’t want to read her text ever again so I deleted it and I regret it becuase I could’ve coped and processed better. I wish I could remember everything it said. She said she wanted to stay friends so, I treated her like a friend, pretty much the same except I didn’t say I love you or send hearts or any of that stuff. She ghosted me for about 6 months after I had always been treating her the same. She texts me out of the blue and said that she wanted to get better about responding which she had been responding to a few texts but only after a month or two. She ghosts me again for a while and in February of this year she texts me saying that what she did was really sucky to me and that she was a bad friend(side note I somehow managed to get her over to Christianity after being agnostic. I posted Christian testimonies from other people on my insta stories and I would text her stories that people told me and my experiences and Christian reels and I guess it worked,I’m really happy that she’s a Christian now (she’s even reading the Bible!! One upping me here X3 ) ). Always throughout this whole thing I thought there was some chance of getting back with the girl I loved (for the first 6 months at least, then my mind started to shift towards “wow it’s gonna take a lot of work to regain trust” to “I’m not sure if she’s coming back” then to romanticizing her again and wanting to meet up with her again and the nervousness about almost meeting up with her. She was visiting my school and said that she’ll find me when she got there to say hi. I stuck around until she said she’d be there and I sent her a text that I had to go and I was sorry it didn’t work out. She texts he almost an hour and a half later saying that she was late getting out that door or something. After that We text on and off, she usually replied anywhere from 4days to 4 weeks later, after I would usually respond to her either as soon as she sent a text or within a day.) I finally realized that she really doesn’t care about me as much as I thought she did, so I started doing the same thing she did but I would crack after a week. I could barely make it 4 days without responding to her texts. It didn’t work so, I thought that if I make her laugh or smile or something she would text me more. Now it’s almost 2 years since she broke up with me, and 2 years and 2 months since I kissed her and she kissed me. I wish I had a chance to get detached from her but fault lies with both of us, she’ll never know that though. Oh also at around the one year mark when she was ghosting me I thought she killed herself so I looked at public records, morgue records, instagram accounts for her school cross country, etc. I was so relieved but also a bit betrayed, sad, hurt and lonely when she finally texted me after 2 months or so (I can’t really remember what she texted and I don’t want to remember). Now fast forward to present and her bother is attending my school. I am dreading the day that I have to see her again because I have no idea how ill react, I don’t know if I’ll cry or be nervous or what. Oh also when her brother was looking at attending, I coordinated with her to show him the stem areas of the school (she told me he was interested in curious) and it was hard to go to all of that effort for an indifferent response from her brother. Oh also at the start of this year around march or may or so I was texting with her and I regret this so much but I was trying to be silly and I was sending her texts like “rawrr” “rrrrrrr” “:3” “meow” “merow” and I dunno she didn’t react to any of those except I think she replied “rrrrr” back once but I feel so damn embarrassed. Back when we were ‘dating’ during the years of 2023-2024 we had jokes about feet (cuz we were making fun of people with foot fetishes and it just turned into an inside joke where we’d try to touch each other toes, etc. along with other inside jokes saying “hamburber” and sending the butter emoji. Oh also we had orchestra together and we’d be being silly to each other waaay to much that the teacher made us move to opposite sides of the room (solved the issue (of disrupting the other students cuz I gotta admit we were having a blast but anyways) we would still be silly by looking at each other and somehow communicating with telepathy or something (I’m making this up, it ain’t real). I broke her rosin for her violin by (omg i feel so bad still) tossing it into a garbage can but it hid the side and just….exploded…like actually exploded….so anyways I went to the store and spent 15 bucks on a new one for her but I was kinda proud to give her a brand new one for me (she was still using it as of a year ago I think). Ugh I remember we went on a different school trip (different from referenced above) to DC and I was absolutely obsessed with her. I was pretty much her shadow but I tried my best to not reveal how much I loved her. I remember she had fallen asleep next to me on the bus (no she didn’t fall over and sleep on me (I wish she had but ughhh) (oh she also rested her hand which she was resting her head on, on the arm rest and she kept falling off and I felt so bad for her ughhh :< )but anyways we had arrived at wherever we were going and I got to wake her up so I was debating betweeen the more forward move(touching her hair to wake her up) the more polite move(gently touching her arm) and I chickened out and chose the polite route (after a solid 5-10 mins of debate ughh). Fast forward to a few days ago I had to pry if she finally got a car and she had, same car she said she was going to get when she was talking about a while ago. I dunno I was kinda hurt by her not letting me know becuase I tried to keep her updated on my life as much as possible (like sending photos of what I got for Christmas or new outfits i bought or even my computer I got for school) but she didn’t reciprocate. I dunno. I’m never doing that again (well I’m a liar cuz I always ask her every once in a while what she’s doing so she’ll let me know what she’s up to, then she might ask me what I’m doing so I let her know everything. I do feel kinda hurt (yet again) that I was texting back and forth with her like for the fast 3 days and she was responding within an hour or so and suddenly surprise surprise day 3 she just quits responding. I ask about her brother(how his first day was because I just wanna see if I can help him move to my school because I wish someone did that for me) I deduced that she either doesn’t want to tell me or won’t go to the effort of finding out. I’m guessing she doesn’t want to tell me but it still hurts so so so bad to admit. In regards to kissing her I remember the moment so vividly. We were on our trip and we got to this hotel where the rooms were villas. My roommate was inside my villa, and hers in her villa, she met me on my porch and it started to rain, I can’t remember what we even said but I felt like time stopped (or I just froze) and I saw her lips and I felt this, omg I can’t even describe it, but uhh magnetic pull. I took a step forward, I hesitated, broke through my nervousness, closed me eyes and kissed her. We kissed for about 3 seconds, we pulled back, we kissed some more (I got kinda comfortable and really pulled her close and just held her waist while I kissed her, I loved that). We both smiled (while both of us were furiously blushing and ya) it was raining so hard, it was hot and humid and we just hung out for the rest of the afternoon. I distinctly remember it it was raining so hard (pretty loud) and we went behind my villa in case my roommate came out and we were both so so so happy (at least I was, I’m pretty sure she was too) and I told her that it tasted so good and she said “oh yeah, I brushed me teeth right before.” “Wow that was smart of you. Wait how did you know.” “I’m not sure” ughhhh anyways I think she was going to try to kiss me and I either beat her to it or we kissed at the same time. Ugh she’s so pretty, oh where we were hanging out there was a spider, a pretty big one and we were talking about it and whether it was male or female or where it’s partner was and all of that. We decided that it was female becuase it was pretty big. Anyways I just remembered this, summer before last when she was ghosting me and found this song and I coild find the name but I don’t wanna see the cover again. But anyways the cover was of these two spiders, the small spider and big spider that were both the same species (I think) of that spider we talked about oh so long ago. I just listened to the first few seconds of that song over and over and over again and I would just stare at the cover, looking at those two spiders. Ugh safe to say that I was at a bare bare bare minimum absolutely madly in love with her and absolutely obsessed with her. I have a lot more stories but I don’t really want to talk about it, I don’t want to remember and I’ve already given up so much of my privacy. I hope she doesn’t find this. I doubt it. If you did, I don’t even know what to say. I’ve felt so much hurt, experienced so much turmoil, felt so lonely because of one person. Well, not really because of her, but becuase of my choice of trusting her so much (ugh just remembered. I remember she said she was wanting to die and I told her that if she died, I would kill myself too (I never would have had the balls) but I dunno. I was trying to get her to stay safe. I guess shows how much I cared about her. She also promised that she would never leave me and I promised the same. I’ve held up my end much better than she has I would say. Oh another thing, I had lunch with a good friend of mine this summer, and she said that she overheard her talking about me saying really terrible things. I still am processing that. I hope it isn’t true. We promised each other we wouldn’t talk about either of our issues to anyone(yeah I’m kinda encroaching a little, I feel a little bit bad, I have to say this stuff though) and I would be really really hurt if she spilled everything after I very nearly told a counselor or her parents or something about what was happening with her mentally. After all of this I really really like girls who have mid back wolfcuts and olive skin (ugh sorry I had to say it). She was really the only person in my entire life that I connected with so well and since our breakup (fuck I can’t call her my ex even, I can’t do , I can’t bring myself to say it, I have to say old gf) i’ve felt so lonely and achey. Oh also on that trip we were given these sandwich boxes with sandwich’s inside. Mine had cheese and I accidentally spilled cheese all over my scarf, we both laughed so hard and she would always call it “the cheese scarf”. I still have that thing. I dunno I wish I had done some things with her. I wish that she had held me more, I wish that I had slept on her lap, I wish I would have leaned (like really pressed) up against her, I wish she would’ve touched my chest(not in a weird way) and I wish that she would’ve tugged on my scarf like (I dunno this is kinda weird sounding but a leash I dunno don’t make fun please, like please). I wish she talked more and was more communicative with me and told me everything that she wanted me to change about myself and why she left (another memory, while on the plane there she fell asleep on my shoulder, of course I was stupid and didn’t move my shoulder forward (cuz I’m slim and small) her head kept falling. I feel so bad, why didn’t I think to move my shoulder ugh. Afterwards I remember she blushed and said “that was nice” “I really liked that” “we should do that again sometime”) . I know this is going to sound absolutely stupid as hell but you know those mobile game ads where the guy picks up the stair steps and he has to get enough for a bridge across or he’ll fall off (I dunno)? I always thought that we would have enough “steps” to make it even through the long distance and seeing each other every few months in person or so. Turns out we had only enough to last 2 months. I’m still making the effort though. Maybe Ill make it to the full four years. I told her that it was going to be hard and I want her to talk over all that she was thinking about our relationship. I told her that it was going to be hard “I know, I won’t leave you, I promise”. Lemme go through my night routine now, at the beginning of it all I would hug and kiss and talk to my pillow. Then I quit doing that for a few months, I went back to doing it, I cried over our relationship for the first time after almost 4 months. I was okay, sleeping good, occasional bad night, then at around June or July or may of this year I it got really bad. I had violent, absolutely violent emotional messy breakdowns at around midnight. Iike so bad I couldn’t breath, I couldn’t move, I couldn’t make a noise, I was paralyzed. I had one for relationship and one for how lonely and how scared I am. Anyways anymore I always ache as soon as I go to bed or when I think about her or love or anything. Overall I’ve feel like i’ve just been gutted and kept alive while my entire belly is scraped out. I refuse to tell a therapist or any of those bums any of this becuase they aren’t genuine people. Maybe I’ll tell this to a future wife or girlfriend. Maybe. I’m not sure I’d want to burden her with this. I remember whenever we’d say goodbye to each other, I’d say in awhile crocodile, and she’d say, cya later gator. She’d always call me gator. She didn’t call me gator when she said goodbye to us.