At the end of December, I left an almost 5 year relationship.
I've been overall depressed for as long as I can remember (child of alcoholics), and being with her made it even worse because she was a controlling, spiteful person who was also depressed. We played into each others weaknesses. She left me for someone else, who was/is who I used to be (but the difference is he's ripped) when we first met. Basically because I wasn't broken anymore, she wasn't interested anymore. She had major daddy issues because he was a sociopath and a stalker, and she feels like fixing broken men.
Anyways for the past month or two I've been even more depressed than ever. I'd skip class for whole days and just lie in bed, nothing I'd do would feel like it mattered, etc. I've been going to my therapist again (I went at first because she wanted me to, now I'm going because I want to) and she wants to put me on meds but I got to take an eval on it soon. This past week or two I've been feeling better, and I actually went to to the gym again yesterday after not going for a month (I used to go because my ex wanted me to, not because I wanted to. Now I'm going for me), and I'll explain why.
One of my roommates left for coop, and a new girl came in his place. It was around the time I had my breakup so I didn't think much of it, I talked to her a bit but I didn't care that much.
However, the more we talked, the more I felt like we clicked. We're both from maine, we're both engineers (shes mech im comp), she's "one of the guys" and "hates girls because of their drama" (but has girl friends), she makes me laugh and I can make her laugh, we have similar outdoorsy interests. She's mad into sports like hockey, and I'm only middling in sports. She's single but she goes to parties like, all the time. She's going to be 20 and I'm going to be 23. Our tastes in music aren't exactly the same but at least she's not a joss whedon fan or into twilight/jersey shore (which I feel is irredeemable garbage). We both like weed and talking about inane shit and we seem to think the same way, and her friends seem to like me and she has no problem talking to me (though most of the time I seem to be the one taking the initiative). We both go to the gym (though I do lifting and she does cardio).
Having been in a long relationship, I know that you're never going to find someone who's completely the same, and frankly I think that would be boring. You should be using the relationship as a way to learn new things and make valuable memories (in the general sense). I'm not putting her on a pedestal, no one is "perfect". However, I think I'm falling in love with her. For the first time in my life I feel motivated, excited, and feel more confident. Maybe it's because I went to the gym again on my own terms and felt like a million bucks because of it. I don't know what it is, but I've never wanted anything so badly. I'd like to assert; I don't need her. I don't feel like "I need to be with this girl to be happy with myself" which tends to be a problem with myself needing validation from others in order to feel like I'm not a worthless piece of trash. But, I'm not feeling like this when I talk to her, or think of her. I want to be her boyfriend, I want to spend more time with her, I want to make new memories and have fun with her. I want her to know how beautiful and awesome a person she is and how happy she makes me.
Whenever I think of her I go, I want that. I admit I don't know how to compete with her going to parties (though she told me that she's had guys come up to her and talk to her, only to find she's an engineer and "turn around and go talk to someone else immediately after saying that" which I find completely insane since I'd do the exact opposite). She's not ugly, she's a little shorter than me, blond hair and freckles and thin, I think she's really hot (though not sexy). I admit I have self esteem issues, I'm a bit flabby a little overweight but not a lardass. I constantly put myself down and think "no one thinks a kind of fat hairy guy who is a nerd is hot, no one wants that". However, lately I've been thinking "if I think I'm fat, I have the power to change that. There are girls who like hairy guys, and if I'm ripped what do I have left to complain about? I'm not ugly at least." Her going to the gym regularly made me say to myself "She's going, why shouldn't I? I like lifting weights and I can be happier about myself, lets do this shit."
I also realize that maybe she doesn't like me, maybe I've already friendzoned myself. I haven't found that out yet, but all I know is; the best thing I can can do is be myself, be happy with myself and show her I like her as more than a friend without being overbearing. I know I can do the latter, it's the former I'm working on. I also realize that if it doesn't work out with her, it's not the end of the world. I know that I'm probably having "an emotional high" right now and that life has a good habit of trolling me, leading me on, and fucking me over in general. I know if it doesn't work I might end up where I started.
That was a whole lot of words, but I needed to get that off my chest since I don't see my therapist till thursday.