My girlfriend and I very recently broke up.
The saddest thing is that over the last 3 months or so I wanted it to happen only to realize that I love her so much and regret my actions so much that I literally hate myself.
Our story is quite a complicated one. So we met on a night out and instantly hit off. We connected very well and fell in love with each other very quickly. We had great chemistry and our sex life was never dull. We couldn't get enough of each other and wanted to spend every moment with each other.
She stayed with her mom and at the time wasn't talking to her dad who had developed into a fairly bad alcoholic and became abusive. After about a month into our relationship she asked if she could stay with me and basically live with me because her mother was in a very unhappy marriage with a man and my girlfriend always felt depressed in that household. Whilst I knew that living together too soon could be a bad idea I said yes without even giving it a second thought cos I was mad about her and loved every moment with her.
We had our ups and downs but mostly ups and we were very happy with each other. Didn't mind living with each other at all. We shared cooking and cleaning tasks and we just lived well together.
However over the last 3 months or so I began to doubt our future together for a number of reasons.
We come from very different backgrounds, she is Indian and comes from a quite poor underprivileged family whereas I am white and I come from a fairly well off family, not stinking rich but quite well off. I started to wonder about our families and whether they'd be able to mix an whether we'd always be able to look past matters like that, especially when it came to matters like marriage. In hindsight I regret that thinking cos I don't care about that anymore.
I began to treat her unfairly and was sometimes rude to her on purpose because I ultimately wanted her to lose her feelings for me because I thought we couldn't work.
I made her cry quite often during arguments and she repeatedly told me how much she loved me and how much I meant to her but I shrugged it off.
She kept making light that I don't appreciate what she does for me and how much she cares for me but whilst I was fully aware of it I continued to shrug it off. I kept worrying about outside influences and that would always cloud my judgement of her. Amongst all our troubles we still managed to have a great sex life and always connected with each again other during sex. Soon after it would go back to the same.
After an argument I admitted to her that I had doubts about us, told her all my thoughts and said I didn't know what to do because if I lost her I knew I would regret it.
We kinda just went on with the flow being in no mans land with our relationship.The fact that I was currently jobless and unhappy as a result made things worse.
I still continued to try and push her away and one weekend after a quite heated argument 2 nights before she went to stay at her mother's for a bit.
After 2 nights I called her and asked when she was coming back and she said that her and her mother have been talking and she thinks its best that we break up because of the way I have treated her and because she is Muslim and Muslim women can't marry non-Muslim men.
Right there an then it all hit me that I wasn't prepared to lose her. I realized just how selfish I had been and how much I took her for granted.
The next night she came over to pick up her stuff and I noticed that she was already chatting quite affectionately to a muslim man that her mom had introduced her to. We stayed up the whole night talking and I begged for her to give me another chance and she reluctantly stayed with me.
Things got a bit better and we started to become happy again and I was trying my best to show her how much she means to me. We still made love often and it was great. However after two weeks she went back to her mom and again she told me she's not sure if she believes this 'new me', that she found it convenient and weird, and said she has to stick by her decision and look out for herself for once. She also reinforced the issue about me being non Muslim and in the future we will have problems because I'm an atheist and I wont convert.
She came back again to get her stuff. We talked, cried and then ended up making love again having probably the best sex we'd ever had with each other. Afterwards she was confused and after another few days of staying with me she decided it was final. So she slowly moved all her stuff out of my place for good.
Now I don't think religion is the determining factor. It's something we've always looked past quite comfortably. It's definitely the way i treated her.
We've been separated for 2 weeks now and these have been the hardest two weeks of my life. I'm filled with thoughts of regret and thoughts of how it could have been if I wasn't so unfair to her. I feel ashamed of my actions because that's not who I am and not the person I ever want to be. Everything was done on purpose only to realize I was creating something I didn't really want. It's something that makes me cry every night in bed and I honestly don't cry very often at all.
I feel ashamed and I know I asked for this and I deserve this. Given a second time round I would definitely not make the same mistakes.
I don't know what to do. We are so good for each other in essence. We're like best friends and she still talks to me about personal problems over the phone but she says that's just what she's used to. She says she still loves me.
I know she's been talking to the Muslim guy her mom introduced to her again and it kills me because I don't know whether I should still fight to get her back or just give her time or set her free?
I never ever cheated on her or considered cheating on her. I just tried to make her lose her feelings for me which was so stupid of me.
I love her with all my heart, I'd do anything to make it right with her again. She means so much to me, I care so much about her, She's all I ever think about and she always was on my mind even through the doubts. I miss her so much.
I'd really appreciate some advice on this because I really am struggling to deal with this. Harsh criticism will be understood. I expect it.
Thanks for reading guys...