Your first love

[LittleChone]

Sammy Mason. Middle School, 7th grade.

I never really asked her out-at all. We danced a few times at a Sock Hop, and she hugged me at lest once. But then at 8th grade she had to move to a different town. I don't know were she is, or if she even remembers me.
But at least that's better than not knowing her at all.

 

[SoulIsTheGoal]

I'm actually really impressed and touched by the emotional maturity expressed here, it's been humbling, haunting, beautiful and in some cases extremely sad.

I don't know whether I could say I have been in love. The first relationship I was in felt like something at the time but looking back it seems hollow. I had a "thing" (that's seriously the only way to describe it) with an older a woman a year that was supposed to be purely physical but I ended up getting attached and hurt. I'd like to think whoever "they" are is around the corner though.

I hope those who have been hurt find some peace soon and that those who are happy continue that way.

 

[Jonluw]

She was a 2,5 years older severely abusive automutilating borderline patient and I was a 16 year old kid who thought he could help her. Let's just say love certainly takes you places.

Gotta love spewing heavy stuff like this on the internet.

Actually, I've been sort of attracted to an older self-harming girl myself (red-haired).

Edit: Clarification: I don't really know if she did self-harm, but I saw scars on her arms.

 

[LittleChone]

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Your mother (JUST KIDDING)

HA HA! You're better be kidding!

 

[TheNewDemoman]

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Your mother (JUST KIDDING)

HA HA!! She's 56.

****

 

[Cupid]

. However at 22, I guess I expected more from him because he alway spoke of how he hated stupid people, and he has turned out to be the most stupid of anyone I know.

Funny how that is usually the case.

Yep. I still see him around here and there and nothing has ever changed for him since 07' except that he got the first girl he ever had sex with pregnant and then kicked her to the curb. The funny thing now is, we are friends on Facebook! His son is adorable,and I just can't imagine any guy just walking away from his own child. Unless of course you are that much of a loser.

 

[Daveman]

I've realised what I did wrong with my first love so it helped in that respect as I've learned from my mistakes. Unfortunately there are MANY mistakes with regards to the opposite sex and I've got a long way to go before I can learn from them all.

 

[LightningBanks]

I cant believe my first love would be a bagel

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j-x7Zu7pL_A

 

[Lexodus]

My first love was a girl in my class in secondary school. I met her at the wrong time; I'd just transferred from a school where I was the punchbag for the whole school, and I had issues. In short, I fell in love with her, but she didn't love me back and became something of my best friend instead, and helped me get over the issues I met her with (and then gave me a truckload more because she was perfect and didn't goddamn well want me). It took five years to stop thinking about her all the time, and even now my heart still twinges when I see her on facebook or talk to her, but I ran into her recently and didn't go insane and have to fight the urge to kidnap her, so I think I'm alright. This girl has set my preferred 'type'; although I have a beauty fetish and will be attracted to anything that is beautiful, regardless of what it is, I do have a preference for shorter, just older brunettes with a gorgeous smile, a wonderful personality (seriously, it was as if this girl was incapable of being mean sometimes), a mid-sized curvy body (not anorexic, not fat), a great brain and huge boobs. Goddamn it, I might not be over her after all :S
Kidding! Being pragmatic, she has a boyfriend and we go to different colleges now. I finally got it into my head that it was only hurting me to think about her every day, and, although she is that one person that I would drop anything to be with in a heartbeat, I know that's not happening and I can deal with that. Really, the proof that I'm over her is that I can now look at other girls without comparing them to her (unless they are similar enough for there to be a recognisable resemblance), and before now that was impossible.


I also just broke up with my long-distance (and first) girlfriend, who I thought I had loved, but I'm not sure I did. It was an intense relationship, which I think might have led to my confusion, and it turns out she wasn't the person I thought she was anyway. This, plus a long time of seclusion (parents have left the country for the week, I've just had an operation and am off college, and I live in the country with nobody for miles around and nothing to go to do) have lead to this peculiar mood I'm in.

 

[zehydra]

I have three girls who, in various ways, claimed the title of my "first love".

There was the girl I dated from age 11 through 13, although "dated" might be a strong word indeed---we were just about inseparable, a true case of puppy love, and she's still one of my best friends 20 years later. Keep in mind I grew up before MTV invented hypersexualized childhood, so that accounts for getting all the way into the early stages of puberty without someone expecting me to fuck the girl.

Then there was the girl I loved at 16-17 and to whom I lost my virginity. That was high school love, the kind of love where you think you're going to live forever after and have a bunch of babies (and considering our lack of dedication to common sexual sense it's a wonder we didn't---the gods must clearly be watching over me)...and we broke up after being together for a total of seven months as we just kind of outgrew each other. Oh well...at least it got me on the board.

And then there was my first real, adult, grown-up, honest-to-gods, capital letters LOVE, at age 20. I loved her then---13 years later I still love her, and I always will. Our relationship ended because she literally descended into madness. Schizophrenia, DSM-IV genuine psychiatrist diagnosis schizophrenia. And watching her slip away from me...I've dedicated the "Forever Rachel" song from Final Fantasy VI to her. I hope she's OK. I haven't seen her since everything went down.

Wow. Damn, that's rough. My condolences.

 

[Burck]

My first love?

Let me begin by saying that I have high standards for the words "love" and "friend". IMO, the only time those words are significant are when they are unconditional.
Everything else is just a crush or otherwise superficial relationship.

To keep it short I'll put it this way.
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She saved me.
She made me care.
She broke my heart when I learned she wasn't interested.
Yet when I spoke with her and just told her how I felt despite that I knew she would say no...
I still loved her.
And to some extent, she loves me.
Whenever I think of her, it excites and calms me.
She makes me feel like I matter.
She matters to me.
And I will always love her.

<3

 

[Kukakkau]

One sided, lies, deceit, cheating - what it did for me? Crushed me

 

[thecourtlibrarian]

My first love was an emotionally abusive jackwad, but I was too young to recognize that. I come from a small town where emotionally and physically abusive relationships are the norm, unfortunately. My parents only had a small period of this, thankfully, before my father sobered up. But being exposed to a culture where it's okay for your significant other to treat you like absolute shit, demand things (be it money, sex, time, etc) that you do not want to give, and physically hurt you, really warped my sense of what "normal" love should look like.

My first *real* love, though, is the man I'm with right now. It's been a long and tumultuous journey, because we both didn't know what a loving and caring relationship was supposed to feel like. (He's from the same place I am, oddly enough.) But we've figured it out, and now we complete each other. (As corny as that sounds....)

 

[jameskillalot]

I have not met a person I trust enough to become intimate with.

 

[SuccessAndBiscuts]

I've realised what I did wrong with my first love so it helped in that respect as I've learned from my mistakes. Unfortunately there are MANY mistakes with regards to the opposite sex and I've got a long way to go before I can learn from them all.

You will never learn them all, never.

[/hopecrusher]


My first love, is still a friend of mine she has hurt me more than anything else in my life but I'm kinda okay with it now. I just want her to be happy really. Guess I've moved on. This isn't exactly where I expected to first voice my realisations of how I've changed as a person but whatever.

Moral of the story: You can recover from having spent the best part of your life emotionally wrecked when it comes to the other sex.

 

[USmedik]

My first love and I are still really good friends. We were really young when it happened, she was a freshman in high school, I was a senior getting ready to leave for the Army. Really all we had was a year physically together and 8 months long distance, but this girl meant everything to me. There is still a huge part of me that is sour for the way things went down (tl;dr version, some girl I chatted with on yahoo was jealous of my relationship, hacked my email, and sent all sorts of nasty things to Malii. Since it was 2002, and she was barely a junior in high school, she had no idea this was even possible, and so she bought off on all of it, big fight, kerplosh). But we keep in touch, we've forgiven each other for our failings as younger versions of ourselves, and we live our lives.

I'd still kill for her though.

 

[Nagisa94]

My first love was my best friend. I met him last year when I was living in Brazil. I was in a horribly depressive state after leaving behind all my friends and family in the US and he was the only person who I was ever happy around. I eventually developed a crush on a girl at our school, got rejected, and fell into an even deeper depressive state. My friend helped bring me out of it, he was there for me, he was the only person I could talk to. It wasn't until after I returned to the US and he moved to Portugal when I started to fall in love with him. I didn't know what to think, this was my best friend. I eventually told him my feelings, and he said to me that he would always be there for me, but he didn't feel the same way, and he was sorry.
I still love him, even though I know I have no chance at all with him. And I still talk to him everyday. He's become like a mentor to me, the one person who I talk to about anything, and that's why I love him.

 

[Volothos]

The first girl i fell in love with has fucked me up. Makes me trust people less. Has made me almost too forgiving. *sigh* but i love her still

2nd one for me but without the still loving her

 

[Wildcard5]

I married my first love!

I hope to have that happen for myself seeing as I am still with her. I met her about four or five years before we actually became an item. In all that time she had never entered the dating game and had known me as an annoying yet loveable kid. I was able to shape myself into a far better person and worked up the courage to ask her, and she said yes.

It was not all sunshine and candy though. There was a small time at the begining where we split because a douche decided to move in on my happiness. They were together for all of two weeks in which time he made it abundently clear that his motive for wishing to be with her stemmed from one of humanities basest desires. He did not know that she has is hell bent on waiting for marriage, a fact "I" can live with. Needless to say they split after that little revelation, I waited a few weeks because I needed time to seethe and she was a bit broken up. After that she asked me if I wanted to get back together. I accepted and we have been together since and grown closer from the turmoil.

On a less personal note what is with the fixation on redheads?
I prefer a woman who has hair of ebony...

 

[endnuen]

My first love I have almost forgotten.
I've been reborn since then. Become a new and better person.
And none of that thanks to her.
On the rare occasion that I see her, I still care, but only as I would for any old friend.