Forgive the angsty title of the topic, and let me explain the purpose of this.
Have you ever been dumped? Have you ever been hopelessly in love?
This is a place where we can discuss such matters and perhaps help each other feel better. Given that the average Wooter is 13 years old or extremely sarcastic/incapable of being serious, I'm sure that this topic will quickly die. But regardless, I need this place to vent.
I am sorry if any of the upcoming text will sound melodramatic and shit, I'm just really fucking depressed. Also, it's long and overly sentimental so only read it if you actually give a rat's ass about it. Otherwise, go down to the end of the post.
Well long story short: my gf dumped me today. I've had many relationships and connections with girls, but this was THE girl. If I ever was to "settle down" (might sound funny since I'm relatively young: 18) this would be her. Everything was great. Fantastic. Wonderful. Over-the-top.
But today things were different. She had acted differently for a while, and today I got to know why. Things didn't feel "right". She had "lost the passion". I don't know. I seriously still don't know. I feel like I've done something wrong, yet I've been myself through thick and thin and she leaves me on the road alone.
This is particularly weird, because I've always been the one to break up and start over. Always been the one to "make the rules" and whatnot. And now... I was just powerless, as I got tossed away.
So what did I do? I got drunk. Very drunk. And I smoked 2 packs of cigarettes. Then I ran into the woods and started hitting my head on the trees like a fucking 15-year old maniac. I don't know why, but it felt great.
After that, something very weird happened. I called one of my best female friends (time was at this point 2:30 am, in other words roughly an hour ago) and we went for a walk and I talked to her about it all. After the walk she asked herself in, and we went into my room. She started making out with me and before I knew we laid naked on my bed. We were about to have sex but I yelled "NO!" like a first-class drama queen. I couldn't. Nothing "happened". I was on the verge of being torn apart, for I imagined this girl to be my ex-girlfriend which had left me only hours before it happened. So my friend took her clothes and left, probably ashamed for making moves on a heartbroken man. Well, not like I did anything to prevent it... so I don't have any bad blood against her, but wtf. So yeah, now I'm sitting here with a cup of coffee and a bottle of whiskey and writing this.
I haven't created this topic to have you all feel pity for me. It's just that this is the one forum I regularly frequent, the one place online which I'd call "home". Most of you guys don't know me, and even some of the regulars here I don't know as well as I would like but I love this place to death regardless of the amount of Gundam spoilers I frequently see. That is why I feel like I can vent here, and admittedly it does make me feel a lot better.
Thanks to whoever read this, and if anyone has any heartbroken scenarios to share... feel free. Let this be a place for sad souls to mingle.