Before this comment, I made a much longer one. But i'm sick of arguing with myself and coming to all these *****y, petty conclusions. Sick of giving myself false hope and being in denial. I am pathetic, and I am broken. I fell in love, 16 months ago. With a cruel and vindictive man. He has a bad reputation, which I did not know about. After 6 months of crippling myself being in love with him, I decided enough was enough- we were not a couple, he was never going to be mine. Grow up and get over it. I told 1 person that I had fallen in love.
7 months later he is dating a new girl. A girl him and his friends do not speak very highly off. In fact, the way he spoke of her put me of completely. Me and him work together and he'd come in and tell his friends she was just a play toy. Cheap and easy. It was just sex. I lost 4 stone in weight and became very sick and ill. I cried every night for those 7 months. My eyes were sore. Really sore, I damaged the skin around my eyes and had to get cream for them. I told my mum it was just eczema.
After another 4 months of his sly comments and his *****y friends sniggering, I find out his new gf is my friend from university. I was broken. The way she had been spoke of and disrespected was vile. I was next level angry. I didn't sleep for weeks. I didn't eat. I didn't go into work. I started to fail at university when my grades had previously been A*. I was a wreck and I knew it. The 1 person I had told I was in love knew them both and I get a random text saying that they had split up. He was behaving terribly, and she had had enough. She felt that something didn't add up and walked away.
6 months after this he moves. Out of the area, and I don't see him ever. So, I go back to work they were good to take me back. My grades are at a massive high. I have great times with my friends. My family are closer than ever. Everything is perfect.
I get sent a picture.
They have been together pretty much since they broke up. They had a break and then he went crawling back and she was single so said yes. Nobody knows- she never talks about him.
I'm not ill, sick or crying. I don't love him- I know what type of man he is. I am angry. Hurt. Embarrassed, but not in love.
He's coming back to work (but in a different department) and i'm leaving work to go to another building, but I will still see him maybe 1 or 2 times a year. I confide in the same friend and she says nobody else knows they're dating. Both him and her put their relationship to single but there are photos of them together, not many, maybe 2 or 3.
I graduate this year and I know she will invite him. It's just my luck. Thy'll find out I know them both. My family will want to talk to everyone Including them.
Im scared? I'm not that girl who falls in love. I am not a romantic. I'm not emotional. Not even close.
This doesn't have to be a bad thing anymore. I don't want him. I'm not massively close with her.
I hate myself. Top to bottom I hate myself. Why?
Please give me something. Advice. Your story of heart break. I'mm begging at this point, I need something.