OK, so I've been interested in this guy for a while, let's call him "Dan". We'd actually met about a year ago, but just this past summer started seeing alot of each other. For awhile there it was really sizzling and we'd hold hands in movies, cuddle while watching TV, and have amazingly passionate sex. We never officially went on a date or anything though.
A couple of weeks ago that all stopped, but he also got sick around that time and has alot of muscle and pain problems recently so I attributed it to that. Well, today we go see a movie, and this new friend of his comes along and halfway through the movie they start holding hands. So I'm sitting there thinking what the hell and am generally cranky the rest of the time. "Dan" and I had driven there together and the other guy showed up in his own car. So we decide to all go back to his place, so "Dan" and I ride back in my car and the other guy drives separately in his car. "Dan" was saying something to me, and I guess I gave a look, because he said something like, "You act like you've been in a bad mood since the middle of the movie."
So I finally just say fuck it, "Why don't you hold hands with me or cuddle with me anymore." I guess he misheard me because he said, "I like cuddling with you, it's fun." So I say, "I know, so why don't we do it anymore?" And Dan says, "Well, I guess I just didn't want to lead you on."
He continues to say, "We've become really good friends and I don't want it to be all weird." Well, I'm thinking it's already all weird. Then Dan says, "Besides, we started out fucking, we didn't actually go on a date."
Then we drive for about 20 minutes not saying anything. Finally, I say, "Would you have dated me after we fucked?" Dan says, "Well, we fucked." I say, "That doesn't answer my question, does that preclude dating." Then Dan says, "If I'd met you under different circumstances I probably would have."
We get back to his place and this other guy hasn't shown up yet. I stay there a minute or so, but decide I'm freaking out and need to get out of there. So I hug him and say, "It may not be weird forever, but it's definately weird right now." Then I leave.
I feel like utter crap. I fell for this guy HARD, and now I don't know where exactly something went wrong. So we had sex means he can't date me? It's not like I had sex alone, in fact the first time we had sex he was the initiator and if I knew that was going to be some weird impedement to a future relationship I certainly would have not done it, but then I'm certain that would have been seen as a rejection and non-interest anyway. And technically speaking we didn't start off by fucking because I'd known him at least a year before we started having sex, we just didn't see much of each other during that year.
What sucks about my life is that I get broken up with before I've even dated anyone. All the guys I get VERY interested in turn out to be this complicated dances of not actually dating and then when it finally comes up it doesn't happen or they move away. Unfortunately, this is the strongest I've felt about anyone EVER and I'm just really in a bad state right now. I want to call him, but I know I shouldn't right now, because that guy is probably still there. I just don't think I've ever been as depressed as I am right now, and I feel like I'm 25 and I've only had one real boyfriend and I was only his boyfriend because I was more curious of what it was like to have one at the time since I'd never had one, and since I've never had a real relationship at this age that I'm just doomed to be alone forever.
Mainly I'm just mad that this whole sex thing is some kind of weird issue here. I dunno. Sorry, I just had to vent.
A couple of weeks ago that all stopped, but he also got sick around that time and has alot of muscle and pain problems recently so I attributed it to that. Well, today we go see a movie, and this new friend of his comes along and halfway through the movie they start holding hands. So I'm sitting there thinking what the hell and am generally cranky the rest of the time. "Dan" and I had driven there together and the other guy showed up in his own car. So we decide to all go back to his place, so "Dan" and I ride back in my car and the other guy drives separately in his car. "Dan" was saying something to me, and I guess I gave a look, because he said something like, "You act like you've been in a bad mood since the middle of the movie."
So I finally just say fuck it, "Why don't you hold hands with me or cuddle with me anymore." I guess he misheard me because he said, "I like cuddling with you, it's fun." So I say, "I know, so why don't we do it anymore?" And Dan says, "Well, I guess I just didn't want to lead you on."
He continues to say, "We've become really good friends and I don't want it to be all weird." Well, I'm thinking it's already all weird. Then Dan says, "Besides, we started out fucking, we didn't actually go on a date."
Then we drive for about 20 minutes not saying anything. Finally, I say, "Would you have dated me after we fucked?" Dan says, "Well, we fucked." I say, "That doesn't answer my question, does that preclude dating." Then Dan says, "If I'd met you under different circumstances I probably would have."
We get back to his place and this other guy hasn't shown up yet. I stay there a minute or so, but decide I'm freaking out and need to get out of there. So I hug him and say, "It may not be weird forever, but it's definately weird right now." Then I leave.
I feel like utter crap. I fell for this guy HARD, and now I don't know where exactly something went wrong. So we had sex means he can't date me? It's not like I had sex alone, in fact the first time we had sex he was the initiator and if I knew that was going to be some weird impedement to a future relationship I certainly would have not done it, but then I'm certain that would have been seen as a rejection and non-interest anyway. And technically speaking we didn't start off by fucking because I'd known him at least a year before we started having sex, we just didn't see much of each other during that year.
What sucks about my life is that I get broken up with before I've even dated anyone. All the guys I get VERY interested in turn out to be this complicated dances of not actually dating and then when it finally comes up it doesn't happen or they move away. Unfortunately, this is the strongest I've felt about anyone EVER and I'm just really in a bad state right now. I want to call him, but I know I shouldn't right now, because that guy is probably still there. I just don't think I've ever been as depressed as I am right now, and I feel like I'm 25 and I've only had one real boyfriend and I was only his boyfriend because I was more curious of what it was like to have one at the time since I'd never had one, and since I've never had a real relationship at this age that I'm just doomed to be alone forever.
Mainly I'm just mad that this whole sex thing is some kind of weird issue here. I dunno. Sorry, I just had to vent.