so, I have been in a thing with this guy for a year, and I call it a thing because he could never call it a relationship. Well, The whole thing was me falling for him and him using that to get convenient sex. I've been slowly dragging the end of this out for the past six months because I kept hoping that he would see me for more than a warm place to spend the night...if you catch my drift, and it all slapped me in the face last night.
We were having a really good couple of weeks, talking, laughing...having phenomenal sex like I've never experienced before...and, so I thought, connecting like we never had before...and I thought that maybe he might finally feel like I do...maybe I finally did or said the right thing that touched his heart in the way that he needed to let him finally take that step...the endless, stupid hope that made me go back every time for the last year.
So, we made dinner plans for this week (cause it's been a year as of the 15th), and then, when finalizing the plans...he threw in a quick, casual line about not wanting a relationship into the conversation. I didn't let on, but it crushed me, cause I really thought that he was finally feeling it. So, I cancelled plans at the last minute...thinking to myself, "why am I going out to an anniversary dinner when I'm the only one getting any meaning from it? What the hell am I doing to myself?" It's been a year...he doesn't now nor will he ever want the same thing I do. There was a cycle to it...almost as regular as my periods. We would get along so well for a couple of weeks and have great sex, then I would start to approach him with my feelings, we would fight for a couple of weeks, not talk for a couple of weeks, one of us would call, and it would start all over again.
And it's completely changed me. I feel like this year has slowly chipped away at the fun, outgoing, active person I used to be and left a bitter, insecure, shell of a person. I gave so much to a man who didn't deserve it, and it left me with nothing. zip, zilch, zero.
So, today I took this guy at work up on an offer to go out for St. Patty's day tonight...to try and get my mind off of this other guy...and I got stood up...not what I needed at all.
I think God is trying to tell me to focus on myself right now...or to become asexual alltogether. I'm not really sure which, yet.