I matched with this girl on Tinder two weeks ago. We immediately hit of well, she's really pretty but not like the average "hot girl" on tinder. I had a good feeling about this one. Two hours before our first date she texts me that she's tired, and if I wanted to come over to her place instead. We talked for hours and watched a movie, and then had amazing sex, which I'd never done on a first date. Normally I would prefer to take things slower but with this girl it just felt right.
We set a second date for a couple of days later, but two days before she texts me if I'm doing anything because it's Valentine's Day and she's lonely. We meet at my place and things are great again. The next morning we both call in sick to work so we can hang out together all day, which is like the most romantic thing that's ever happened to me.
So yeah, things are moving fast, and inexperienced as I am, I'm already starting to develop feelings for her after just a couple of days. She's incredibly adorable, she's funny, we share some traits and interests, and I could see this becoming a relationship.
Now here's the thing. I could tell she had some issues. She is insecure about her body (whereas I think she has a great body), and sometimes she would take things I said
in the wrong way and
get mad at me,
twisting my words, shit like that. My ex-girlfriend had bipolar disorder so I knew the shitstorm I was getting myself into. Although it's nowhere near as bad as my ex-girlfriend.
So yesterday we met again, cooked a nice dinner together, and then we get into
another little argument about nothing. And we sit down and really start talking about her issues, my issues, what's she's looking for in a guy, etc. She tells me
I'm too nice, and always trying to please her, that I would have to walk on eggshells everytime we're together to not hurt her feelings in some way, and that I can't truly be myself around her. And that she needs a guy who takes charge in the relationship, is more experienced, and someone she can be around all the time because
she doesn't like being alone. And at that moment I don't want to admit that's not me. I just want to keep seeing her. I tell her we could at least try for another few weeks.
But now, the day after, I realise she's right. This is gonna end badly one way or another. But I still really want to see her again. I feel like shit over a girl I didn't even know a week ago.