soggy Posted October 29, 2007 Share Posted October 29, 2007 I ran across this site looking for tips on how to get over a relationship. Seems just about everyone on here gives pretty good advice, so I'll give it a shot. So here it goes: My ex and I met 2 years ago (we were both 20 at the time) through my sister. She was over visiting with my sis one day, and once I laid eyes on her, I knew there was something special about her. That night, we stayed up till about 7am just talking and getting to know each other. I was hooked almost right away, and we spent almost everyday either together or talking on the phone (and I'm not usually much of a phone talker, but we had so much to talk about). At the time she was living with her parents, who never treated her very well. So, she moved in with me and my family a few months later. Her life was pretty much in pieces when we first met, so my family and I helped her get her finances back in order, showed her how to balance her check book (seeing how she was never taught), and my father and I helped her get her license and found her a car (I would take her to and from work and what-not before then). Things were looking up for her and especially us in that first year we were together. In the fall of 2006, we made plans on getting our own apartment and possibly, getting married. Oh boy, was I happy guy! I met the girl of my dreams and SHE wanted to be with ME! Well, during that summer, she started to talk with her parents again, which I thought was some-what OK, because I wish she had the same relationship I do with my parents. But things started to deteriorate soon after. They started to buy back her love with a newer car, a computer and other things. I saw right through it, and didn't really believe their intentions were true. About May of 2007, she told me she wanted to move back in with her parents... Which I knew was a mistake. We had both been saving up money to get an apartment, so why would she want to move back with her parents? I figured I let her parents have a chance at possibly correcting their past mistakes and we'd continue with our plans. Well, during the time she lived with her parents, she started to go out more (she had turned 21 that prior September) with her friends. She would invite me to come along, but most of the nights she went out, I had to work the following day. But when I would ask her to go and do things with me, she was either busy or didn't feel like it. Thats when I started to get worried about our future. We started to hang out less and less. So, around the end of last July, while we were returning home from lunch, she said she needed to be alone to find herself. I was shocked. I didn't know what to say. I heard the words, but I couldn't make a sound. Loving her as much as I did, I would do anything to make her happy, so I agreed that if she needed time to herself, I would let her. When I dropped her off at her house, all we said to eachother was "Goodbye". I never once heard her say that to me... August was a tough month for me. I missed her everyday, but I decided that she wanted her space, so I wouldn't call her unless it was important. Then, while on MySpace, I noticed our pictures were off of her profile and and there new ones of her and some other guy! I was infuriated! It hadn't even been a month and she was already fawning over some other guy! But I held my composure, and I didn't call her and bitch to her, because in all reality, we weren't together anymore. Then out of the blue, in the beginning of September, she called me to see how I was. I so wanted to make a snide remark about the pictures I had seen, but I didn't. Trust me, I had some good ones. I told her I had plans with my friends to go to a local Oktoberfest festival and asked her if she'd like to come. To my surprise, she said yes, and we made plans to meet up. The day came, and she met me like she said she would. God it was good to see her again, she was just as beautiful as the first day I saw her. The only difference was her attitude changed towards me. She wasn't as sweet, but kind of bitter toward me. She had later told me that she knew I had taken a girl out to dinner back in August (one of her friends happened to work at the restaurant.) So in rebuttle, I told her that we weren't together, and brought up the dude from her myspace. She told she went they went out on a couple of dates about two weeks after we broke up, but he turned out to be an *******. She didn't stay very long, but called me later and apologized for being a bitch towards me. I, being buzzed, jokingly asked, "Well, are you on your period." She replied "No, I actually haven't had my period for a while." My heart sank. She then informed me that the guy she was seeing (from the pictures), took advantage of her while she was blacked-out drunk. I was pissed and hurt. But being the guy I am (and with all the blind love I still had for her), I told her to come by my house the next day and we'd get her a pregnancy test. She came over the next day and we got her a test. I had never seen a test turn positive that fast in my whole life (I've had a couple of scares in the past. Dont get me wrong, I use condoms quite a bit, but we were together for a while and we just used BC and... the other method). Again, I was pissed. I knew that there was no possible way it was mine, because the last time we had sex was back towards the end of July... I knew it was the other guys. I was so hurt, I couldn't even look at her. I told her that she needed to leave me alone, delete my number from her phone, and wished her the best. I knew then and there that there was no hope for us to be together again, no matter how bad I wanted it. So, I did what I needed to get over her; Removed her contact from my phone, burned the pictures of us, and removed and memorabilia that reminded me of her. We hadn't talked for about a month until she called me last Thursday. I was out on a date with a girl I met, and right as we were walking into a local bar, my phone rings. It was her. I answered (like an idiot), and she asked me what I was doing. I told her I was out with a girl and we were just about to head inside the bar. She asked me if that was my new girlfriend and replied "What does it matter to you?". She said "Nothing." and I told her I was kind of busy. We hung up and sat down in the bar for a few minutes. My date came up with the idea of sending her a text message telling her that I didn't appreciate her calling me. She called back a few minutes later, and said she didn't mean to ruin my night. She than asked me how I was doing. I told her I was doing ok, then I went off on a tangent explaining to her how she hurt me (I had a couple of shots in me and I was feeling REALLY good). "You know what? You were my world... I did everything I could to make sure you were ok... That you would be fine... And then you all the sudden say you want to be by yourself? I guess that didn't last long, given the fact that your pregnant!" She then interrupted me and said "Thats why I called... The doctors think I might be further along then expected... You might be the father..." I was utterly, utterly shocked. "I'm not calling to get anything out of you, I just thought you should know that there is a chance this is your baby. I will know more Tuesday. And if you want a DNA test, I'm more than willing to go 50/50 with you." Holy... Hell... I told her I had to go and hung up. I met up with her the next day, and to my surprise, she was quite a bit bigger than she should be, but I'm no expert. She reassured me she never cheated on me while we were together and she still wanted nothing from me other then to let me know. I asked her why she didn't want to be with me anymore, and she told me she was scared... She didn't know what to do. I don't know what she wants to do when it comes to getting back together, and I'm not sure I want to either. But when we're together, it just seems right. What should I do? If this baby is mine, then I'm going the responsible route... But what about us? Should I take steps to see if we can't be together again? Link to post Share on other sites
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