So I am currently in a really nice relationship with my best friend. The way we got together was like a romcom, we had liked each other since the first year of uni but never told each other. I had a boyfriend, a year later he had a girlfriend. We continued being best friends concealing our feelings for one another. In the second year of uni my long term and long distance bf came to my uni town as an Erasmus student and we lived together. My best friend and I spoke less that year.
The next year I went to France for my Erasmus year, during which I broke up with my bf of 5 years realising that he wasn't the guy I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. I told my best friend and he seemed surprised. I hastily and naively started a new relationship without much thought, I just didn't want to feel alone. My best friend warned against jumping into something new too fast and that maybe next time I should be with someone I had known for a long time. At the time I didn't see this as a hint.
This new relationship was awful, emotionally abusive and taxing. The guy blew hotnand cold, once telling me after sex that it was better with his ex and the next day apologising and acting really sweet. It really messed with my mind. The guy had borderline and was pretty cruel, breaking up with me on my birthday in Japan (i called my best friend crying in the middle of the night for him), only to want to be back together with me and then break up with me again in Germany a few months later.
I left that relationship feeling somewhat traumatised, insecure and alone. I went to my best friend's flat to talk about it and his girlfriend was there. I felt unable to talk freely and felt kind of down, though I couldn't really identify why. I didnt feelcomfortable around his girlfriend, we werent on the same wave length and i found her quite judgemental, fake and sensed a bitchy side.
I quickly started dating and trying to fill the void left from years of being in a relationship. No one was interesting, until I went to my best friend's Halloween party and my best friend's good friend arrived. He seemed cool and was good looking, he invited me out for tea and scones and I figured that I was kind of interested, but also a bit torn as I liked my best friend at some level. At some point during this one month fling, my best friend ended up sayig "sometimes I think we would make a pretty good couple, in different circumstances". I delved in further and we ended up admitting we liked each other and he said it could be like the film/book One Day. We met up a few times, I figured he really liked me but wasn't ready to break up with his gf. I also realised I wouldn't be happy starting a new relationship with him based on the foundation of him breaking up with his gf. I went to the guys house a few times and ended up sleeping with him once. I told my best friend in a bar and cried the day after. Before Christmas I felt really sad when I was invited to my best friend's girlfriend's party and I saw them together, seemingly happy, the guy I slept with, distant and cool, their tight nitted group happy and laughing, and me the outsider. I didn't feel like I belonged there and resolved to move on.
I went to the states for Xmas to see my brother and finally felt liberated from men and happy alone. I met new friends and had great new experiences. My best friend and I agreed to put this under the carpet.
I came back and went to Denmark a week later with a friend for a weekend city break before my final semester of uni started. I ended up having a quick affair with a guy who I kept in touch with for a few months and went back to visit (we shared the cost of my plane ticket).
The next month my best friend finally split up with his girlfriend. Apparently months of arguing had taken their toll and he had finally had enough. They kept living together but having different beds. In April my best friend invited me to a concert, we had a lot of fun and danced a lot together. I went home for easter and when I came back we spent a while week hanging out, alone and in company. One night he invited me to his place (his ex girlfriend was away for the week) to watch horror movies. He made me a nice dinner and we had wine. We watched 3 movies, after which at 3am that old discussion reemerged. It felt like a slightly more romantic business transaction, we asked questions shyly and eventually concluded that we should try doing stuff together. At the time I was supposed to be moving to India with British council, he added that he didn't want a long distance relationship again. He seemed full of hesitations but also really into me. We had 10 minutes of sittif awkwardly on the sofa before I said "the problem is, we have a physical barrier up. We never even hug, it is like a taboo." After a few more minutes of silence, he started kissing me. This was quite passionate and quickly turned into "shall we go to the bedroom")?". I slept over at his and then we did it all over again the next morning before I left to meet a friend.
My best friend and I met up again that afternoon to study together but he seemed more distant and said " friendly hug". We talked about it online and he explained his main concerns "not completely broken up with gf as they still lived together, he didn't want to lose me as a friend, that he really liked me and enjoyed the night but needed to think about it. We met up during the final degree exams quite a bit and did kiss. He admitted another thing that was holding him back- he felt some uncomfortable knowing I had slept with his friend. There was obviously nothing I could do to change the past. We kept going and on the last day of exams, after my final degree exam ever, we ended up sleeping together again but at my place. This time he seemed way less confused and said stuff like " I can't stop kissing you" and "awkward after sex moments. I guess we are going to have to get used to this".
We kissed goodbye and it was a really memorable finish to my 4 years of university.
The next day he was going to Berlin for the weekend, but before he came back I was off to south east Asia.
We kept in touch a lot and in my first says there he admitted that he was feeling separation anxiety, that he missed me. We decided to talk about stuff when I got back. He said I should stay for a BT after graduation and not immediately move on.
I cancelled my India plans and decided to work on my dreams and see where this romance with my beat friend took me. I stayed at his place for what was supposed to be a week but just keot going.
After a week we chatted and decided to start calling it an official relationship. Things couldn't have been better, he is really the sweetest guy I know and we share heaps in common, both in terms of interests and general outlooks on life and humour.
We ended up moving down to London together in the same month, where I am currently job hunting. We have only had two little arguments, but both were easily resolved and we are really happy. He treats me like gold, but I do think our pasts haunt each other a bit. We already talked about my past last month, which he said he should be able to get over.
I had been thinking a bit about him and his ex gf, how lonely I felt around them, how I had in a sense felt second best when he didn't leave his girlfriend despite saying he liked me. The other night I had a bad dream in which all our statuses were kind of ambiguous and he was with his ex gf and I felt left out. After sex yesterday he said "I like sex", to which I replied in a silly childish voice "I like sex with you". He then was like " haha, you make t sound like you only like sex with me." I can't remember my reply, but his response was something along the lines of "I like sex with you but also in general sex is nice". I suddenly had an image of him having sex with his ex girlfriend and felt really sad. I expressed myself, told him before saying it that it was really irrational but told him I felt a little uncomfortable given the proximity I had had to her and how bad it had made me feel. He said he understood and that soon it would be like a year ago and feel further into the past. He also emphasised that at the time he didn't want to break up as he was also stressed about uni and wanted to write his dissertation without too much breakup drama, but that I was always on his mind (to quote the pet shop boys...)
I understand it is silly to care about the past. I just felt so affected by it and it made me feel sad on many occasions. I know ultimately he broke up with her and wanted to be with me, but thinking that be had another emotional story with another person so recently and for 2.5 years really makes me feel sad. I wish I had left my boyfriend for him in first year,that we had been more open.I wish I never that that 8 month emotionally abusive relationship where the guy compared me to his ex in several occasions.
I really really want to move on, to not think about him with her and stuff. One problem is that they still talk a bit (mainly to sort out utility bills, but I also saw her write to him to say "hi how are you?" When I was absent-mindedly looking over my now-partner's shoulder. I know this is okay and I trust him. I just really want him to at least not talk to her for a year or two so I have time to recover emotionally from the obstacle which she posed before and stop perceiving her as a threat. I am not sure whether this is an okay thing to ask of him, or what else to do...