[Lollsabell]

Hi, I'll keep this short and sweet, I just need a couple of objective opinions:

I went out with a guy for two years, during which I left him (Felt I was too young, confused, what was better for him/me/us, etc) and then believing I'd never see him again, got drunk, stupid and well, did things that when we got back together he found out about and after two weeks broke up with me.
So I started again, choosing (And I use that word loosely!) To sleep with people even though I didn't want to and it just made me more sad, but I was so lonely...


I saw him the other day after eight months. We love each other but he doesn't know (Despite, friends keep telling me, we've been apart and it's nothing to do with him) what has happened nor does he know about my friend who's offering to date me. A less intense, emotional option, sure, but things have happened that have made me realise people aren't going to be around forever...

So much has happened in our families and out relationships that now I just associate him with tragedy and while it sounds contrived, yes, broken dreams and an equally shattered view of relationships. All that stuff about moving on and all the rules just don't seem so clear cut anymore.

Love

xo

[dizi]

I'm not sure what kind of advice you are looking for...maybe ask a question...

[Lollsabell]

Okay... well bascially....it's not very basic. I've attempted to uncomplicate the situation but it would seem the longer these things go on the worse they get.

Person A is the long term boyfriend I still love after two years, but for whom so much has happened between us (Including his jealousy, i.e. me sleeping with people when we were on a break- I was told later apparently this was some kind of compensation thing but I just felt horrible... ) I want to remain in contact, I saw him after eight months and I don't know whether I should take the "give it time" or the "carpe diem". Same option goes for

Person B who I am very good friends with, I've had a bit of crush on since last year, and is offering to date me.

So... intense, all consuming love with a great risk of killing one another?

Or dating?

Telling the whole truth and nothing but the truth?

Or what A doesn't know won't hurt him?

Tell me you can sense my confusion!

P.S. I apologise for my vagueness. It probably reflects the state my head's in right now! xo