youngpistol Posted March 29, 2015 Posted March 29, 2015 Started dating in High School of 2009. I was a senior and she was a sophomore. I transferred to a small christian school from public school to play basketball. I felt like a big fish in a small pond and didn't really fit in. Senior year prom comes and I thought there was no way in hell I was going. I saw her post on Facebook that "she had a prom ticket and dress for someone else to use because she was not going now". I tried to be funny and commented "I'm dateless" meaning nothing by it. Within minutes she commented " wanna go together" and my mother said "your going to prom young man!" Even though I still didn't want to. Prom was on a yacht out of the port of Miami (rich private school, thank God i was on scholarship to play basketball, my collar is as blue as they come.) Prom was great, started dating close to two weeks after. End of year comes and I rejected scholarships to stay at our home school and play basketball to be close to her We split and I don't even remember what for... I was somewhat heart broke but college and basketball kept her off my mind. she started dating another person off my HS team and blah blah blah from there. Failed out of that school and attended community college. 6-8 months later she breaks up with him and tries getting back with me. I play hard to get and eventually give in and start dating again. 3 years go by great with a happy relationship... I change my major multiple times and end up in Chattanooga Tennessee with my parents. I attend a university in Tennessee and she also moves to Tennessee with me to go to another University within 50 miles of mine. Our relationship goes smoothly for a year but along the way she becomes belemic and makes it difficult to care for her and school. She transfers to the University of Miami the next year while I am still in Tennessee. I break it off and tell her to go have fun and grow up some and maybe sometime in the future. I get many calls from her in Miami telling me she's smoking dope, taking molly, and having intercourse with other men. After the 2nd or 3rd phone call I block her on every social platform you can think of including telephone. That year goes by and I do not hear from her. I then go to a bass fishing national championship for colleges and I was blessed to greatly excel and gain national attention. Not even 2 days after my success she is emailing me telling me she is coming back to the same university she started out at in Tennessee. (I was single the whole year she was gone working on myself and my studies.) She comes back up at the start of last year, and ends up on my doorstep. I welcomed her in and caught up with stuff. A month goes by and we are now dating and hot and heavy, and she seems to be more mature and I'm thinking she is the one after some time. One day she calls me and tells me she is pregnant! At first i almost fainted but became joyful as this is the only woman i would want to create life with. She tells me she is late on her period and the pregnancy test reads positive. She stops talking to me for a week... I then remembered we ate Mexican the last she was on her period and i check my debit card statement of when that was... Only 12 days ago from the pregnancy call... I now know its a lie, but i play along anyway. she tells me she got blood tested,(won't let me see blood test or home pregnancy test). I know the miscarriage call is coming... it then comes 3 days later and she breaks up with me. A week later she is dating a rapper from a real wealthy town in Tennessee. I am crushed, i went NC and was robbed of happy times at the end of my college career.. graduating, last time hanging out with friends, etc. I moved to a new town in Tennessee where I was lucky enough to get my dream job. I don't know a soul in this town and is too far to commute to see friends on weekends. Tried going out alone many times, can't find my age group, not big on picking chicks up at social settings. The weekends are now the worst because i still am towards the depression stages of the break up. But I have so much to be grateful for. She has emailed me and told me she misses me real close to valentines day. I then looked at her instagram and she is hot and heavy with the rapper and has no problem posting pics of being drunk and smoking dope blah blah blah. haven't looked at her instagram since but did somewhat take a shot to the heart when i did. I am still hurting and just want it to be over, I have been NC for 5-6 months since we broke up. I do not want to contact her in no means, just want the pain to stop and get her off my mind. Fishing is the only thing that frees my mind of her and I am excited with spring coming and new lakes to figure out but fishing time is now limited with my career. what do i do to stop hurting!? I am sorry i went on this storybook post but i couldn't stop my fingers from typing! please help!
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