It is the truth and I meant it. I was emotionally there for her, but I wasn't physically or socially. She is young and restless and I'm a boring trev. She gave me a chance and I passed on it. I realized what I did, and I tried to make up for it a while back by making amends for it, work things out, etc. I tried to kiss her and she declined saying I had my chance and she moved on. She hates me now but I was incompatible with her and couldn't be with her. If I had to do it again, I would probably do it again because it was the best for her.
Like with the girl in this thread. A year ago I had the chance to hookup with a hot student athlete chick but I didn't make a move because I cared about this girl. You can search my posts, I reference this last incident in detail.
No, Trev, were you EVER IN A REAL, MUTUALLY LOVING RELATIONSHIP? A real one, not one where you dropped the ball and then tried to kiss someone or some other emo-fag, Trev-like shit. A relationship that was consummated, where you actually had a deep, lasting, meaningful emotional and physical connection with someone else. The answer is clearly "no". That's why you don't understand the difference between love and obsession - because you've never experienced love, so you equate it to obsession.
Was it physical? Were you actually committed to one another (she was your girlfriend, you were her boyfriend)? See, you've never been in a real relationship, so you substitute that experience with these dysfunctional "near-misses". You don't know what love is, so how can you claim to be in love with anyone?
Emotionally yes but we weren't physical because of me. I didn't fuck her because she was young and somewhat naive but I love her. That's about as real as it gets.
No, its not, and you. You only think it is "about as real as it gets" because you've never experienced REAL love. Like I said, you don't know the difference between love and obsession. Check back in when you've actually dated someone for a period of time, had sex with them on a regular basis, and expressed a mutual love to one another. Anything outside that is not a loving relationship.
I was with this girl for over a year and we were completely open with each other. I understood that for her sake to not leave her hanging, and so she could live her life, we needed to split. I did it for her.
How can you "be" with someone when you aren't physically intimate with someone? Look buddy, I know you don't understand what I'm saying, but ask yourself this: "WHY don't I understand?" Could it be that you don't have the necessary experience to understand? That you don't know the definitions of the terms you're throwing around? Look at your behavior - you're obsessing over someone who stood you up, even when the intended purpose of this "date" wasn't clear to begin with. Others have said it, and I'll say it too: you're not heeding worth-while advice. Go out, have a good time, find a chick and actually DATE her. Don't just "love" her, BE with her, share with her, sleep with her. All these things are necessary components to real love. What you've been doing up till now is not love. Sorry, but you must accept this so you can move on to something that's actually real.
I pushed her away physically but experienced everything else you experience in a relationship. I didn't know her and she didn't know me, but we bonded over that time. Anyway I'm not obsessing over the girl in the OP. I just wish I could find out why she has changed from her old self. Granted I am somewhat to blame for the argument we got in and clearly she's still mad at me. Ultimately though I should leave her alone and I will.
Talking you is like talking to a brick wall. HOW WOULD YOU KNOW WHAT "EVERYTHING ELSE" IS? You've never been in a real relationship. And even if you did know what "everything else" was, without physical intimacy, you come up short.
And by the way, repeated irrational thoughts in the face of rational discussion is a tell-tale sign of obsession. Think about it.
Posted 8/22/2009 1:56 am
Be a man. Make a BIG decision: WalMart or KMart? Pick one. Or the other. Having done, go out (I know, I know, it's hard...) and buy yourself a nice 40AA bra and a cute pair of cotton panties. Put them on.
Hie your sorry Trev ass down to the Dollar Theater and catch the last flickering runs of "(S)he's Just Not That Into You." Watch it again. And again. And then watch it again, until what everyone here is trying to tell you finally sinks into your thick skull.
