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Is It Still Love If They Don't Love You Back?
In my life up until now I have been in love three times. None of those times was the love mutual. But does that not make it love? It was unconditional; no matter what they did, I was still crazy about them, whether they knew it or not. I never told any of them exactly how far my feelings for them went. But when I hinted at them and found them unreturned I'd retreat to my bedroom, eat sweets, song write, and cry.
By Annie Nonimous8 years ago in Humans
The "Single" Love Guru
This may sound crazy and wild but I'm single, single and not sure if ready to mingle. This is my story and possibly the story of many lovely young or old people out there. I have been single for all my life, even through high school, me, a total stunner had no man to lift my spirits. Through college, I really shined my youth and even had admirers but still kept the single status public. But recently now at 23, I had a young friend who's still at her prime teenage years approached me asking for a relationship advice. I was more than thrilled to help and got right into the core of the problem. We discussed texting, crushing and flirting. By the end of it she looked at me with wide-eyed and exclaimed: "Wow, I guess you've been through it all!" HA! funny the problem with that statement was that I'm the least experienced 23-year-old out there. I had managed to do 2 things in this situation, 1. I was able to entertain an 18-year-old with some fake wisdom. 2. I managed to learn something about myself. Despite my lack of experience in a field that everyone seems to win at I knew quite a bit about the world of love and relationships, and why I had not jumped into it. It took me back to the times I watched the relationships around me. Starting with my parents, the place where I should see the most love, I saw it fall apart and be crumpled with the sour words that spewed out of it. Then there were my friends. watching two friends fall deep into an unhealthy relationship and ultimately ending with attempted suicide and restraining orders, I knew the uglies of love existed. As sad and tragic as this sounded I felt fenced about this thought, in a positive outlook I've been saved myself from the heartaches and the crazies. But on the negatives, I've built a wall against men and a potential chance to a long and healthy relationship. Now, this is where things got complicated, two nights ago a male friend of mine confessed his love to me, stating how he had crushed on me for a while. I knew I had to be sensitive and understanding. I let him know that I had goals in life that I had to fulfill and having a significant other would pull me back from those goals. At this point, you're probably wondering why I couldn't give my friend a chance. I mean we're friends for a reason right? There has to be at least a mutual liking to be friends. But the truth is it all came down to the old tale of attraction. I just wasn't attracted to him in that way. As hard as it was to break my friend's heart I had to do what was fair to me and fair to my friend in the long run. Maybe in the future, I might regret not giving my friend a chance but currently, I'm content with my decision. Besides aren't we always taught to love ourselves before loving some else. Maybe that's just something grown-ups have always said to teach us about self-esteem but it doesn't hurt to live by it. So this is where I am, still single and not sure if ready to mingle. I lived this singleness like an identity and despite my feelings of loneliness, I enjoy being single but I also enjoy giving relationship advice. So what? Maybe I am not the most reliable relationship guru and I'll never be a Matthew Hussey the love coach but I can be the single friend that gives it to you as it is, all emotions aside and point blank logic. I'll continue being single but maybe when the right man comes along who knows maybe he'll be strong enough to break my wall, and when it does happen you guys will be the first to know it! Until then I'll keep my Facebook status "Single." Thanks for reading and keep it real. Love, your failed adult, Leels.
By Mellifluous Words8 years ago in Humans
Warning Signs
I want to preface this by saying that I am writing in the first person to more accurately tell my story. This is also the first time I am telling my story from start to finish. I would not normally tell such a personal story on the internet, but I think it is an important lesson that everybody, young and old, should know. I have learned from my mistakes, and I am happy to have made it through this ordeal, but it very well could have crippled me. This happened during my junior to senior year of high school. I am writing this a year later, now in college. While I have moved on, and my life is exponentially better now with a wonderful, almost saintly new boyfriend, this is a story that will haunt me forever. I know a lot of people have or had it worse than me, but I would rather others not make the same mistakes that I have.
By Lauren Edmundson8 years ago in Humans
Breakup With a Bang
On August 1st 2017 my life changed forever. It’s a date that will never leave my head. I was living out my dream. Woke up every morning next to the love of my life, spent the day with our puppy, cooked him dinner every night that we sat at the table to eat, and snuggling before bed. I was nine hours away from my family and friends, but I had everything I needed. Until August 1st. Two days prior we were hanging out on the beach with a bunch of his friends. He sat next to me and told me he couldn’t love me anymore than he already did, why he loved me so much, and that he would never be okay if he were to lose me. Fast forward to a little while later. I went into the freezing cold ocean, got out and hugged him. He was so mad, but it was in a playful way. At first. Right after that I laid on his friend who was laying face down. At that moment I became a whore, and he wouldn’t talk to me or touch me. Three miles from home I had tears rolling down my face as he got nastier and nastier. I stopped the truck in the middle of the road and got out. No shoes, no phone and no clothes. He got into the drivers seat and drove home. When I was about halfway home a stranger let me use their phone. One of his friends came and got me, and brought me home. The next day he had duty, and I received a text saying he wanted me to pack my things and move back home. I couldn’t wrap my head around how my fairytale turned into a nightmare. I went to the store and bought sleeping pills, and ended up taking the entire box that night, waking up every hour or so and taking more. August 1st. I woke up for good around 5am. As soon as I opened my eyes I was looking at the 45 on the bedside table. I picked it up and held it up to my head, with tears streaming down my face, barely able to breathe. The metal felt cold against my temple. I tried to pull the trigger, but I couldn’t. I went to the kitchen and grabbed my bottle of sangria, brought it back to my room and drank the whole thing. Then I drank a bottle of wine. At 830 AM I left the house to go to the gas station for another bottle of wine. At this point his friend that I talked to every day knew I wasn’t doing well emotionally, and came to the house. He sat on the ground next to me while I drank my wine out of the bottle and cried. He asked me for the gun, but I couldn’t give it to him. I told him if I was going to pull the trigger, I would have by now. Every time I put the gun to my head I would cry even harder, thinking about how it was our dog, Bubba’s, first birthday, and how he didn’t deserve that. Almost immediately after his friend left, I started getting calls from the man I loved. I ignored them all and he texted me freaking out, telling me not to touch the guns, and that he was on the way. I don’t remember much more after this, because I had drank so much. I remember him showing up, walking into our room, and trying to forcefully grab the gun out of my hand. I remember the sound it made as it went off. I remember the fear that overcame my body, and when I turned my head to see the damage, I looked right through my hand, that was missing a chunk. I remember him screaming for his friend to call 911. I remember him grabbing a towel, wrapping my hand tightly, and holding it above my head while I just screamed. I remember begging him to come with me to the hospital and the fact that he didn’t. I remember laying in bed with more morphine than you can imagine being pumped into my body with a hole in my hand, a broken heart, and the regret of not pulling the trigger earlier. While I was in the hospital he packed all of my things, and my best friend, mother and aunt went and got it all, as well as picking up Bubba. After surgery I came right back home to Rhode Island, and haven’t heard from him since. He may have “saved my life” but in reality, he took it.
By Amanda Cleveland8 years ago in Humans
Love on a Chain
Never thought I would end up in this position. Never would of thought of being here, in this moment, in this time. I was always the good girl, the art fanatic, the nature lover, the smart girl. Smart... I wish I was intelligent when it comes to the relationship love part in life. Relationships and I don't really mix in, we come as one in the beginning and I am the one destroyed at the end. My first love was like any other love, unique in its own way, romantic, but it was also young love. He was 18 and I was 14, oh yeah, I know 'WHAT 4 YEARS!' We had the same birthday just 4 years apart, which was good for me because I didn't have to remember a date other then when we first became official. We spoke about everything as our relationship came more, our future, our family, our future kids, and let's just say we chose the babies names, but young love right? Almost 3 years of that, until we ended when he told me the love he felt was just as best friends and not as more. It broke my heart, causing me to lock myself in my room for half a year until I became active to distract myself, I became involved with sport, soccer was the main which I am proud to say helped me so much.
By Estefany Ayala8 years ago in Humans
Turning a New Leaf
There comes a time in everyone's life where we need to close one chapter and create another one. They say when one door closes another opens. There will always be a light at the end of the tunnel but sometimes it feels impossible to rise above and find it. We wait for the world to change around us for too long until we finally realize that it's us that needs to change; only then everything else around you will change. The people we associate ourselves with makes a huge impact on our lives. If we are not happy then we need to change ourselves, the world will not change for us. The universe will work with us but that is only if we put in the work.
By Emily Buehner8 years ago in Humans
The 6 Truths You Wish You Knew Before You Started Dating
Let me get this out of the way first. I am by no means a love guru, I don't have the #relationshipgoals nailed down by any means. I don't completely understand what makes some relationships work and others not. I come from a line of imperfect relationships in my family; infidelity, divorce, lack of communication and other things that get in the way of making relationships work.
By Matthew Bailey8 years ago in Humans
Relationship
I am in a relationship with a guy who means the world to me. If you like love stories and thinking about your own, then I think you'll like reading this story. Having a special someone in your life is a gift. My name is Tay and I am dating a man by the name of Jonah. We have been together since eighth grade and are now in college together. We have had a very long ride these past four years. It's been a roller coaster filled with ups and downs, twists and turns. To the outside world and friends around us, we look like the perfect couple. People ask me, "What's your secret? How can you stay with the same person for so long?" All I can say is that we've never fallen out of love and that I'm just a lucky, lucky girl who found her night in shinning armour.
By Tay Delisle8 years ago in Humans
Love is Magical
Love is hard. Love is a commitment. Love is magical. I’m not talking about the kind of magic you’ve seen in the Disney movies when the fairy godmother helped turn Cinderella into a princess. I’m talking about real magic that you can feel deep in your heart when you know that you have found the one with whom your soul loves.
By Kristen Creel8 years ago in Humans
The Moon is Already Full
Why do we assume that when we meet people we connect with (platonic or romantic) that an instant relationship must be formed? That instead of honoring the love shared between each other and the patience it takes to grow more into the exchange, we cling to false ideas of safety in order to temporarily be "fulfilled" or "loved" or "happy"? Relationships don't work that way. Humans don't work that way. You cling to a flower for too long and it dies. You cling to an idea for too long and you go insane. Nothing is guarenteed in an instant, everything must have the space time and energy to grow.
By Chinasa Okwu8 years ago in Humans
Loving Someone in Prison
Many of us are here looking for support in others going through the same thing if not something similar. We all start with asking the same questions, how are we going to make it without him/her gone. We come to realize that it doesn't matter how long they are gone even if its months, years or even life – we have to all deal with the separation anxiety and that they were ripped out of our everyday life and being placed in a strange and scary place.
By story of my life8 years ago in Humans
