Hello everyone, this is my first post. I know that I don’t want to continue to feel this way, and I don’t know what else to do. Unrequited love is the WORST feeling in the world.
Here’s the story:
It started last school year at the beginning of the fall semester; she was in one of my classes. On the SECOND day of classes, she began to sit next to me every day, flirting, talking to each other, sharing class work. She even gave me her email address within the second week. She told me almost everything about herself, her favorite foods, her family, etc. We even met outside of class often, such as in the library, or cafeteria, etc. She did like to copy my work a few times, always preferred to work with me over other classmates for some reason. She sat next to me virtually EVERY day of the semester. This was he first girl who ever really paid much attention to me, or *seemed* interested in me.
I did ask her out a few times, but she always had an excuse, for example most of the time she had to work. When this happened I thought she may have been playing hard to get or something, I wasn’t sure. She even asked me out once, but it was right before I had an exam, so I think she may have been joking around about it.
After about three months or so in, is when it hit me, I asked her directly about who this one guy is, and it turned out to be her boyfriend. She mentioned his name once or twice, but NEVER mentioned that she was in a relationship with him, ever, until I asked her about him. I was devastated about it, but I didn’t really try to let it show, or bother me. I knew that was when I should have tried to stop liking her, but for some reason I didn’t.
About two weeks or so later, I spilled my guts to her trying to explain everything, and I was direct with her about my feelings, but she didn’t want to hear it and wanted to pretend like it never happened. I probably shouldn’t have, as I respected the fact that she was in a relationship with someone else, but it was eating me up inside. So after that, I decided I would still try to be friends with her, thinking to myself I could just forget about the feelings I had.
Spring semester then rolled around, and we didn’t really see much of each other as often, a few times here and there. We still enrolled in the same class, but it was scheduled at different times of the day. Whenever we did see each other she usually asked me for answers to the test (My class was a few hours before hers.), or just a few things in general, what to expect in class that day, etc.
Probably about half way into spring semester, I told her I had to cut off all communication from her, after I tried remaining just friends with her, but it wasn’t working out very well for me, as I couldn’t stop thinking about her.
We didn’t talk or see each other for a few months. Then, about a few weeks before exams started, (it seemed random to me) she approached me in the library, wanting to talk to me (I don’t know why), it took me completely by surprise. It was the basic, “how’ve you been?” conversation.
A few days after that I emailed her, telling her things couldn’t go back to normal, and asked her if she had feelings for me (How was I suppose to know if she was still with him or not). She insulted me and told me she never wanted to hear from me again, so I wrote her a “final good-bye” email (I was angry in it at the time.) and she seemed shocked like she did nothing wrong, and that I could say things like that. We then reconciled and cleared the air about everything, while agreeing we would just end all contact with each other once and for all would be best, and she even told me she got married to her boyfriend (yeah, *now* she tells me). After that we have never seen or heard each other since.
Since then, I still think about her, despite the fact I don’t want to. I have tried journaling my thoughts, which didn’t help; it didn’t seem to make much of a difference. I can’t really afford professional help, I’m in college. My focus has also been largely, towards my business, spending a great amount of time and energy on it, but somehow she still finds a way to lurk into and invade my thoughts.
I’ve also tried thinking about other women, but then again, I start to think that I don’t want to cause them any similar harm, I’d feel like I’d just be using them to get over her, and I don’t want to put anyone through that kind of pain. Plus, I do not exactly have the most social skills in the world.
Also: I’m only 20, who’s never really been with anyone before, and I believe I may not really know the difference between love and infatuation, so I may be using the term "love" prematurely.
I think I may be becoming (or already am) depressed. I don’t find humor in things I used to. I don’t have as much of an appetite as before. I find myself not enjoying games I used to like, not caring about things I used to, etc. So if anyone has advice on what to do, I’d greatly appreciate it.