Relationship Success Thread
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Honestly no offense here and I sympathize but... Alvin and the Chipmunks 2? Really?Blemontea said:
BTW: The sun'll come out, tomorrow! Bet your bottom dollar. That tomorrow, there'll be sun! Chin up man!
Nice job man, have fun and good luck.RandyNoKachi said:
Face the south! High five!koops said:
How about slapping some asses?Judgement101 said:
Just kidding. =)
Not too much succes here either right now...
Well... there is this one girl in Minnesota (I live in Germany)
and we sort of have an on off relationship,
and this other girl that lives like 200 miles away... don't know how it's going to end yet.
It took me until the age of 27 to find the right lady but we're together 3 years now.
Have heart, fellow nerds... women dig you when you get a bit older
Have heart, fellow nerds... women dig you when you get a bit older
Sorry, all my stories are made of sadness and fail. I'm one of those guys who can go up to someone, talk to them for an hour and walk awa with a phone number...and a new best friend (yeah, I get friendzoned a lot)
A good few months ago, I went off and brooded for a week straight. At some point during this, I found myself thinking a lot about a friend of mine. After analysing this, unpacking and repacking all sorts of feelings and shit, I realised my already strong feelings for her were not as platonic as I wanted them to be.
I felt pretty fucking shitty about it, naturally. I broke her trust. She confided in me about things, she thought I was her friend. And I was just another prick who was into her.
There was no point packing those feelings back away, it would just bite me in the ass later. I would have to obliterate them entirely. And that could have taken any amount of time. So I told her as soon as I was definite.
It was awful. The most vulnerable I have ever felt in my life. I kept trying to work my way up to it, but there was no way I could segue into it. So after a few attempts and a million apologies, I just outright said it.
Then she said she liked me back.
This isn't the success, though. This happened months ago, and it's only the start.
We didn't do anything about it. She's not really ready for any sort of romance with anyone yet, and I have nothing but contempt for everything to do with the subject. But despite that, I found myself wanting something. And I had no idea what it was.
Weeks and months pass. I find myself filled with this constant fucking need for reaffirmation. Oh, she probably doesn't feel the same way anymore. Oh, I bet she hates me now, after I've gone and done/said that. Oh, I bet she likes that guy better, he's pretty much superior to me in every way.
And not only that, I start rationalising why on earth anyone would feel that way about me me, let alone someone like her. I come up with all these, in all honesty, vaguely insulting theories. Among them the possibility that the only reason she liked me was because I was the safest possible option. An asexual, aromantic guy in a completely different fucking country. An emotional sponge until she was ready to take a risk on someone better.
I'm not sure I've completely discarded that one, it makes a lot of sense. I recognise I probably should, though.
But anyway, yeah, more time passes, and I get on her tits a whole bunch. She's found someone else to confide in now. Come to think of it, I think she found him before I even confessed. Whatever, she's pretty fed up with me, and she's managed to dodge a major bullet.
I am a never ending spiral of self-destruction and barely contained hatred. Not to mention entirely useless and completely without a future. Anyone who gets close to me is only going to get dragged down.
And that is where the success is. Despite my longing for something, we never got involved. And now she is totally over me.
I never dragged her down. I am never going to. She is safe and I am back to being hated by everyone. Status quo is reachieved.
It is all good in the hood, as you young people say.
[small]By the way I am pretty drunk right now so apologies if this is prolix as fuck[/small]
I felt pretty fucking shitty about it, naturally. I broke her trust. She confided in me about things, she thought I was her friend. And I was just another prick who was into her.
There was no point packing those feelings back away, it would just bite me in the ass later. I would have to obliterate them entirely. And that could have taken any amount of time. So I told her as soon as I was definite.
It was awful. The most vulnerable I have ever felt in my life. I kept trying to work my way up to it, but there was no way I could segue into it. So after a few attempts and a million apologies, I just outright said it.
Then she said she liked me back.
This isn't the success, though. This happened months ago, and it's only the start.
We didn't do anything about it. She's not really ready for any sort of romance with anyone yet, and I have nothing but contempt for everything to do with the subject. But despite that, I found myself wanting something. And I had no idea what it was.
Weeks and months pass. I find myself filled with this constant fucking need for reaffirmation. Oh, she probably doesn't feel the same way anymore. Oh, I bet she hates me now, after I've gone and done/said that. Oh, I bet she likes that guy better, he's pretty much superior to me in every way.
And not only that, I start rationalising why on earth anyone would feel that way about me me, let alone someone like her. I come up with all these, in all honesty, vaguely insulting theories. Among them the possibility that the only reason she liked me was because I was the safest possible option. An asexual, aromantic guy in a completely different fucking country. An emotional sponge until she was ready to take a risk on someone better.
I'm not sure I've completely discarded that one, it makes a lot of sense. I recognise I probably should, though.
But anyway, yeah, more time passes, and I get on her tits a whole bunch. She's found someone else to confide in now. Come to think of it, I think she found him before I even confessed. Whatever, she's pretty fed up with me, and she's managed to dodge a major bullet.
I am a never ending spiral of self-destruction and barely contained hatred. Not to mention entirely useless and completely without a future. Anyone who gets close to me is only going to get dragged down.
And that is where the success is. Despite my longing for something, we never got involved. And now she is totally over me.
I never dragged her down. I am never going to. She is safe and I am back to being hated by everyone. Status quo is reachieved.
It is all good in the hood, as you young people say.
[small]By the way I am pretty drunk right now so apologies if this is prolix as fuck[/small]
While I am deeply sorry about your situation, I have one observation and piece of advice. Perhaps you'll follow it, but you probably won't. You think too much. You had the balls to tell her how you felt, but then because she wasn't ready for a relationship, you felt it was your fault. And wanting someone/something despite them not being ready is not a sin, it's human nature. You wanted her, she wanted you, but she didn't want a relationship, it's that simple, it wasn't your fault. Now, I'm going to tell you something that was your fault. You drove her away with your brooding. She probably was ready for a relationship during your period of melancholy, but you were too busy being self-absorbed to notice. If you had just shrugged your shoulders, you would have been fine and dandy.Monkfish Acc. said:
However, don't take what I just said and brood more. Try and change. There's being yourself and being an ass. Don't be an ass. Don't overthink shit.
Oh, no worries. I am probably not going to get all broody and shit over this. Tomorrow I am going to slap myself on the forehead and try to forget I even said anything.nunqual said:
Quick clarification, though. I didn't and still don't want a relationship either. As I said, I hate the fuck out of everything to do with romance.
I just wanted something and I didn't know what it was. It could have been a relationship, it could have been unrelated. Whatever. I'm not sure it actually matters anymore.
Also, I drove her away by being an irritating and unlikeable bellend. Not by brooding.
As it turns out, I'm not a young, idiot teenager with a fondness for skinny jeans and black eyeliner.
What you did there...Timotei said:So do I.Sassafrass said:Huzzah for you!
Currently in one myself and I now have a perma-grin and I'm bouncing a lot. I love the bouncy feeling you get.
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I see it.
But MiracleOfSound, how can that be so?MiracleOfSound said:It took me until the age of 27 to find the right lady but we're together 3 years now.
Have heart, fellow nerds... women dig you when you get a bit older
[small]You're so dreamy...[/small]
*cough*
I mean women didn't know what they were missing!
>.>
<.<
Yeah, that's it...
Ot: My success is when I got to know a girl, started liking her, she liked me back and we've been going out for 4 years, and are still sickeningly cute.
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Me too! I haven't the slightest idea why - sure, I dress up and when I have enough of the social lubricant me and my mates have some pretty crazy dance moves *cough* xD but still.hyperhammy said:
OT: Congrats!
And oh, I wish things would just happen to me too - but I find that asking out girls you've already come to value as friends is just asking for trouble .. unless you're like really perfect for each other.
But I dunno, I just can't be bothered putting time and effort into a relationship and making plunges and thinking about date ideas and what not. Either I'm a lazy sod or I haven't found the right girl to be bothered with.
Fuck, this is venting?nunqual said:
God damn I swore I would never do that.
That's like having feelings.
Okay shit uh okay I can fix this.
I was joking about everything.
Lol that's what I used to tell myselfOutright Villainy said:
I was all like: 'Why don't they like me? I'd treat them sooo much better than that douchey jock they're crying over!'... sigh.
Does 'greatest moment' have to refer to relationships? That might have been asked before, but I'm not checking three pages of posts for the sake of clarification.
If not, then receiving my black belt in Shotokan Karate was the proudest moment of my life. For some reason, the A* I very recently received for my English Language GCSE didn't pack the same punch, despite the fact that writing is my life and being recognised for it is one of my greatest aspirations.
EDIT: Better cover myself if it is relationship exclusive... uh, well my first kiss was a pretty amazing moment for me. I'll spare you the detail if you don't mind but it was pretty great from where I was stood
If not, then receiving my black belt in Shotokan Karate was the proudest moment of my life. For some reason, the A* I very recently received for my English Language GCSE didn't pack the same punch, despite the fact that writing is my life and being recognised for it is one of my greatest aspirations.
EDIT: Better cover myself if it is relationship exclusive... uh, well my first kiss was a pretty amazing moment for me. I'll spare you the detail if you don't mind but it was pretty great from where I was stood
