This girl I used to date 2 years ago is now married and lives across the country but I kinda wanna talk to her again
(this is a fked story and a decent illustration of my absolute bottom - so be prepared to get in ur feels if you read this whole thing- it just gets worse)
She was a real ride or die type woman but I had to break it off
She was 23, just graduating and I loved the sht outta her, shes from cuba but moved here at 16 so she still has the accent but understands culture
She would do whatever I said, and really the only thing she cared about was spending time with me, and making me happy
She deactivated her Instagram voluntarily
we would fk girls together
She was also super hot AND rich asf her dad married into one of the largest brands in the food industry
I was broke ash and I would be whipping around a brand new BMW that her dad bought for her
She had just graduated from a good school with an of course useless degree and didn't really know what she wanted to do
I felt so strongly about her that I knew a couple more months and I might have a kid
she definitely wanted one as well, I'm 19 and broke keep in mind,
for the second time in my life I was genuinely so in love with this sexy btch
Incredibly seductive woman
she would tell me all the time how much she believed in me, completely unprompted. she had this way of just knowing things. she understood that telling me that was basically the best thing she could ever say, it was genuine.
So why did Monte break this btch off?
She was literally the definition of wife material
My spidey senses were telling me this is too good to be true in the beginning
I would suppress this intuition because I was simply too busy with my company
I needed to make money and this wasnt really my priority
Then one night I had a dream, a vivid dream. She basically stayed at my place 24/7 unless she was working. The weekend before this dream however, was the first time she went home to visit her family.
(she literally begged me to come with her to meet her family)
but I had too many things to do, I was working remote sales and starting my first software company at the same time
In this dream, I saw the girl I loved being a complete wh0re
I woke up and brushed it off, probably just the fact we havent been apart for a while
Then the next night I had a similar dream, she was being a wh0re again
Now, this cannot be ignored. I woke up devastated from what my own consciousness just conjured up about the most perfect woman I had ever met
That night she came back from her family's house. Like usual she cooked us some dinner and cleaned up. After dinner, I asked her to give me her phone
I never really thought I would be that guy and I had never asked this before but from the look on her face I immediately knew there was some truth to those dreams
She very hesitantly handed me her phone. Me, being a professional, instantly looked at her deleted imessage conversations
right before she arrived at my house she had deleted convos with like 4 different people
The very first convo I clicked on was from a guy she used to "talk to" her freshman year of college
she invited him to her family's house that weekend, he showed up, and then about 1am she texted him saying "Im sorry for being all weird tonight, I have a boyfriend and don't wanna ruin things"
this was the first time this mf was hearing about her having a bf after they had just seen each other
that was all I needed to see and I handed back her phone and coldly stated "time for you to go"
the aftermath was bad (she did not handle this well)
she stalked me for months and made like 5 numbers every day to call me and text me from
she kept showing up to my apartment door and just crying asking for forgiveness
about her 3rd time doing this I opened the door, she was shocked
she came in and I asked her "have you fked anyone in the past 2 months we have been broken up"
She sits there balling her eyes out looking me directly in the eyes saying she swears on her mother, her dead grandmother, and her dad that she hasnt
I said okay give me your phone
she then starts uncontrollably sobbing as she hands it over basically having a breakdown
Within legit 30 sec I see she went to miami with a dude and she texted her friend group chat about how nice the room was they stayed in
this woman who I love just looked at me pleading for forgiveness, swearing on everything she could, that she is telling the truth
whole time it was completely a lie
at this point she is incoherent, crying screaming how much she loves me and wants a life with me forever, apologizing, saying she will do anything no matter how long it takes to regain my trust
her proposal was to delete everything off her phone > you can just have my phone I dont even care > I will never leave your house again if thats what you want I just want to be with you anyways ill never leave here blah blah blah
literally in the middle of this ordeal - I realize I have missed about 20 calls from a few friends, something terrible happened
I told her to control herself so I could make a call
My lifelong best friend's father had died suddenly
My father was murdered when I was 12 and this friend of mine was there through all of this
His dad was a good man who would often go out of his way to teach me things, and he started to become sort of a father figure to me
I was immediately in pain, my friend now has to go through life like I did from now on
losing a father is terrible and I felt so awful that I never told him to soak up every bit of info he could from his dad
I'm processing this while this girl is literally on the floor, hugging my leg, asking for me to forgive her
up to this point, I had been completely calm and level-headed with this situation, never even raising my voice to her
looking down at her desperation
I had a realization - we are all just broken people trying to convince the world we are okay
I felt sorry for this woman somehow, she betrayed me deeply but there's no way she doesnt love me, I mean I have no money, im actually in a lot of debt, my shtty apartment has 0 furniture besides a couch, desk, and mattress that lies on the floor
my coffee table is a cardboard box
I go and sit on the couch, further contemplating the outright fkedness of this situation
The girl can tell that I just got terrible news
She immediately starts trying to console me and I am so repulsed by this attempt that I actually told her (for the 100th time by now) she needs to leave before I start throwing her stuff off the balcony
I pick up her bag and dangle it over the edge
she could care less about her macbook
didnt even register
shes now saying she feels so bad for me, its her fault, and that I dont deserve this
this should be an easy statement to agree with, hard as it was to make out with all the sobbing
But I couldnt. I couldnt agree. I was thinking to myself how much of a bastard I am
my emotions were overloaded, I was trying to figure out where to place this sadness
I realized I had been kinda shitty to her, completely taking her for granted often, ignoring her, never asking her how she felt, not really caring how she felt.
But its too late
I cant take her back now
she lied to my face
so here I am, broke, in debt, with almost no family, dangling the only person who probably loves me at the moments backpack over my balcony, watching her beg and plead sobbing, looking at her while processing the death of the only father figure I have and the father of my best friend.
Somehow the conclusion that I come to is that im an as*hole?
like genuinely, im an as*hole??
As much as I want to walk up to her and grab her cute little face and say im sorry for treating you like I have and you were probably just looking for some real love somewhere else
I cant
I am repulsed and my pride would never allow me to take her back
for the first time in my life, I have no idea how to proceed
no idea how to compartmentalize these emotions
I need to call my friend and tell him its going to be okay
but holy sht, thats a lie
its probably not going to be okay
its not going to get easier
then I have another realization, im going to call my friend and lie to him just like this btch tried to lie to me to make me feel better
WE ALL TELL LIES ALL DAY LONG
her presence is not going to make this conversation with my friend possible so I finally get her to leave by threatening to call the police
Now im staring at my friends contact, his name in my phone has been "homo" since 4th grade
how in the fk does one discuss these things
why do I feel the need to lie to him and say it will get easier?
this was one of the most difficult conversations ive had
first time ive cried since i was a child
I lied to him
...
2 years ago and I have not really felt remotely attached to any woman since all this went down
its much easier to stay detached and just have fun with them
I know this is just cope, to not have to deal with a situation like this again
I tell myself that eventually, I will be in a better position in life to give attention and love
but this is me lying to myself
I will only be in a position to lose more in the future
the stakes will only be higher
we lie to loved ones, and ourself
we are all broken, just trying to heal
hope you enjoyed this - maybe its relatable or maybe im just fked