Giving Up

After the heartbreak of losing Liam for no reason, I was just ready to give up on healthy and happy relationships. So I did, I quit trying and began to talk to every guy who would talk to me. It didn’t matter to me if they were attractive, nice, caring or not because I wasn’t planning on pursuing anything with any of them. After a few months of that, I decided that maybe I was ready for something real again.

I talked to a few guys who I thought could have some real potential, but none made quite the impression on me like Damen did. At some point I had requested to follow him on Instagram, but I can’t seem to remember when. He followed me back and began to message me and then Snapchat me. We talked on and off for a few weeks and then our schools’ football teams played against each other one Friday night and I got to meet him for the first time. We didn’t talk much or get to hang out much and I was upset and thought that maybe he wasn’t into me like I thought he was. That night though he apologized for not spending more time with me and invited me to a party at his house the next night.

I’m not usually one for going to random peoples houses but I really liked him so I begged my reluctant parents and I drug my best friend there with me. When we got there he shook my Father’s hand and thanked my parents for allowing me to come. I was impressed because for a sixteen-year-old boy to have that sort of attitude and respect was surprising. It was pretty attractive though and I was excited to get to know him better. Things started moving pretty fast though and by the end of that night, we had kissed a number of times, cuddled and talked about what the future could hold. When I left that night I was so happy and I was hoping I had found a lasting relationship for once.

It lasted for a month, but things were shakey a while before that. He was very sensitive and we were always fighting and our relationship had moved WAY too fast.

When we broke up I had started talking to and became friends with a guy named Hunter. He listened to all my ranting and offered to call me that night to cheer me up. The next two weeks I spent snapping him and calling him for hours every night. We grew really close, really fast.

Damen had gotten a job at Dunkin and one night my Mom wanted to go see him because she missed him and she really liked him, but she didn’t want anything so I told her to just get me a coffee. When she came back she gave me my coffee and on the cup it said, “I am sorry. I miss you.” An hour or so later he called me to ask if I had gotten his note, but I was very upset and I missed him and I was really rude.

Not long after the whole coffee incident, he told me he wanted me back and I was stuck with a choice to make: Hunter or Damen?

My decision was made for me one night when I went out to dinner with my family and he showed up with flowers and an apology. I couldn’t say no to that and I wasn’t sure I wanted to. I liked the idea of familiarity and the security I had once felt with him.

Hunter was very upset and pissed at me for doing something I promised I wouldn’t do to him. He refused to talk to me and eventually we stopped talking altogether.

I chose the wrong guy… Yesterday Damen left me once again with minimal reasoning. He hurt me again and this time I have no amazing guy to fall back on. Hunter has moved on and I hope he has found someone who will make him incredibly happy and won’t hurt him. He deserves that.

As for me, I have been making Kasey put up with me and my problems. He’s been there and now I’m starting to worry that I will fall in love with him once again… or maybe I never really stopped…

– Yours Truly

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