love, doubt, & alcohol : is it worth going back anyway ?
Some of the things he said could make me think he deeply cared about me, but i could never tell when he was drunk, and not being an alcoholic myself, i do not know to what extent they are sincere /loving everybody / when drunk
i have learned not to trust very easily... so i have no idea if he would say such things to get physical reward or not.
I also know that one of his friends thought i was pretty funny and despised my beliefs.. and i heard of some pretty sad things such as making bets on girls etc.. on my campus.
I truly want to forget about him, because the thought of his existence is unbearable, since he was my first love, and raised issues in a way that i hadnt planned at all. On the other hand, all of my being yearns to just sit down and talk with him. But where to start ? he would probably get that im not over him 2 years later, if i still run after explanations. yet... if he cared about me, he may feel the same way as I do. he also told me (in the tree that night) that he had made it a rule not to run after people, because he doesnt want to cause any damage in people's lives. I simply cant get where his ethics stand.
Any insight ?Alcoholics : do they have feelings (sincere ones, ever ?) ? Most of my friends still are complete christians and advice me to avoid him by all means.
Long story ; drama and being 20.
2006 :
Me >>> Pretty good looking, original fun-loving always happy popular girl in college, just turned 19, virgin, newly converted fundy christian. (= what everyone who knew me, knew about).
>>>>> Formerly abused, a little traumatized, wants to stay away from physical stuff, formerly a severely depressed individual (= what i honestly would tell my boyfriends after a little while). Secret part = Coming from highly dysfunctionnal alcoholic violent family. Looking for platonic-fun-maybe more romantic relationship, that could lead to serious dating. quite open to physical experiences, as long as authentic feelings are there. Dead scared of being abused again.
Him >>> 25, 1st year of gradschool, psychology student, the hottest guy on campus, knows it, acts it. Has just come out of a 5yr long relationship, is looking for some light-hearted fun stylish girl. Enjoys the good aspects of lif, has sex, a lot, likes to party. Clever, confident (= what he shows).
>>>>>> Secret part i later found out = hasnt been sober since he was 12 (yes, 12). Has tried all drugs, has slept with an unnumerable amount of girls, is looking for Confident sex-loving girls, shares all the details with his group of friends, who definately doent inspire anyone (reputation, and personal contacts made it clear enough they werent the safest place for a girl).
Yet : he has this charm that only slightly alcoholic guys can have, the (sorry err) Johnny depp look and style in everything he does, the irresistible deep pirate voice, that "almost a loser but really could do great in life" touch to himself, that is once again irresistible.
The story :
>>> 2006 : We come across each other at my work (im a library assistant at university), love at first sight on my side 'aah the naiveté of yung years), good impression on his. He knows a friend of mine and asks for my number. next 3 days were on a date each and every night, talking for hours. mostly him, telling me his heart-breaking story,wich he punctuates with "hmm, im really shy, really silent in fact you know", which sounds completely wrong to me, as he almost talked nonstop for 5 hours once.
We go out together on the 3rd date, too early in my opinion, but his merely touching my hand triggered the most violent expression of emotion of my entire life. i literally felt the blood going up to my cheeks and felt myself blush within 2 seconds, and had difficulty breathing... It had to happen . A first in my life. It was magic at first.
We quickly move on, traditional scenario : he impresses me a lot : his age, his experience, his voice, his education level (2 years higher than mine), his past, hm, his elegance... All of it.
I slowly unwrap mine, my firm beliefs, that i kindda put to the side for him. We move on further, til i have to tell him i can't have sex because im dead scared, a virgin, and (just to check his intentions, i admit it was dumb) say "i deeply value marriage" and i insinuate that i may not do anything with a guy til then.
>>>>> We break up ; I experience a few weeks of despair, go back to him, and we get back together. the following week we get seriously involved physically, still no sex, but i start losing weight like never before, (dropped 2.5 stones in a week), get panic attacks, and dont feel well with myself at all. Under the pressure of my close christian friends, i break up with him crying. I spent the next 2 months convincing myself it wasnt worth it, and that he was only after my body..til I come across him in the street : June (06), and since i was planning a huge party at my place a few days later i simply invite him to drop by to say hey. He rsays he will be busy somewhere else.
Then at 1 am the night of my party, he shows up, drunk, with all his friends, and as my friends ask him who he is, he looks at me, and says "ive known this girl and it is someone i Adore. Ive missed her like crazy, it had been months, and here I am to see her. ****** is my name". then he takes my hand and asks if he can hold me. Quite an impression to my young heart. We spend an amazing night hanging out with my friends in a park, he takes me to a tree under which weve madea fire, and explains me that he cannot admit to the word" love" because hes just come out of his 5 yr long relationship, he asks if he may kiss me, though, because he has missed me a whole lot. We get back together, we get back to my place, sleep in each other's arms, the next morning he leaves almost without a word. He called 3 days later "for news", telling me he was standing on a bridge by himself with a bottle, at 11 pm.
I got scared and decided to go meet him, knowing he is a strange bird.. instead he asks that we meet at a party, where he practically ignores me, then after drinking, comes to me and asks me if my beliefs have changed. I say no, and after clearing his throat, explains me that we cant stay together, so i grab my bag and run out. he runs after me and hold me tight, and since there happens to be a piano in the house, i go and play. he follows me as i play emotional depressing songs. he cries, and tells me he has never told the following stuff to anyone :
"everyone believes im about using people and getting my way, but i spend my life trying to prove myself, and i am so tired of it, i feel like a nobody". I told him some christian cheer up words (the only ones i knew at the time).. and i went back to my place. Was this manipulation ?
Then after a few weeks of silence i call him up to ask him for news, and he simply tells me that he is living town. I didnt have any news from him for the entire summer after this (3 months) so i wrote him a huge letter (10 pages) full of recommendations and "will you please take care of your body and soul and life?", very christian stuff (ugh). Since then, i havent had any news from him.
>>>> 2007 January : after a lot of reading, some good talks, debates, and the positiv influence from my studies, i de-convert, and it gets to him through some friends. I suddenly discover balanced living, being a college student, being able to think for myself, and the feeling is.. aah, amazing.
>>>> Mid -March : really drunk (my first real drunken experience), i call him up at 5 am, but only hearing his voice makes me shake, so i let him talk with my friends, who try to figure out if hed like to meet us up anywhere (were really drunk at this point). he is up as usual, in one of his "quiet hangouts" with his friends, and his current gf, so he refuses.
>>>>> Mid-April : 11 pm (?), a friend of his calls me up, asking if id like to "hang out, "just relax before exams".. but since i had a double major, a lot of work, and knew it would mess me up emotionally i politely decline. Since then, ive come across him a few times in the street and at university, but never dared to stop and sit down to talk to him, and hed always say "hi" or wink at me.
i can Not get him out of my mind. Since then, also, ive been in a serious relationship, have lost my virginity, have gotten in better terms with the fact that young people drink alcohol. In other words, life is good.
If only i could turn this page / get clear on our story. Where should I start without making a fool of myself once again ? Im rather ashamed of the letter i sent him, and mentionned to a mutual friend that i see my former behaviour as an evangelical xian as unethical.
PS : Girl, 22, Gradschool, student in psychology, still healthy-fun-good looking, if that helsp tp figure out the situation in any way =) thanx for reading.
You need time to grow a little emotionally.
The last thing you need to do right now is get re-involved with a manipulative, narcissistic alcoholic, which is what you've described.
posted by unSane at 6:09 PM on January 5, 2008