Hello folks,
I definitely have a dark side (to answer this thread)
I wonder if it will help me, but I have to tell this to unknown folks and read how they react.
Two or three months ago, my girlfriend decided, with her female friend to make a trip to cuba. I have learned about it only after it was decided. "Fair enough" I said. She always told me that for her 30s (she's 25 now), she'd make a trip with her friend. It came sooner than expected. So what? She deserves it.
Her departure date arrives and she leaves. Then, the day she comes back is at hand. I get the other girl's boyfriend and we go at the airport pick them up. They arrive and she didn't seemed very happy to see me. She tells me she's still in cuba and she'll fall from her clouds sooner or later. 'Alright'.
Two days later in the morning before going to work (that was a month ago), I provoke her to tell me what's wrong. She tells me it's over!! WHAT!?!? After 10 years, you decide it's over, like that? The reasons she gives me are quite suspicious "I felt nothing when I saw you at the airport", "I didn't miss you when I was in Cuba" and "I love you like a friend". I weep for a while (yes, I'm a 27 years old man and I weep. Get over it.) and for dark things I said, my now ex decides to call my mother. She comforts me and I get ready to go to work.
When I come back from work, I call my ex, who was with a friend, and I tell her we need to talk. She agrees. When she's there, the first f-word-ing thing she says is "What do we do with the furniture?" I was unbalanced by that! Wow, that is WHAT is important to you, right now? After a while, she gives me the same stupid reasons.
To make a long story short, having nowhere to go, I stay where I was and 2 weeks after I reluctantly return to my hometown at my parents' house. For I had lost my job (budget reasons) and I had nothing else for me in that town.
A week ago, I found out that my ex probably fell in love with a cuban there (in french, we call these guys "GO" (which stands for "Gentils Organisateurs", I think it's the same in english). It's the guys that entertains and organizes the activites.
/dark side points gained * 10 times and over.
A knife in the back was not enough! She had to throw the whole knife filled barrel! My heart wants to let her to be happy everafter, but my head wants to hurt her as bad as she did! It's a feeling I don't want anybody to live, but I'm not God, am I? Since I've learned that, I am jungling with those 2 feelings.
I can't belive my last ten years were lived for... nothing.
I don't know what else I could add without boring you. I have so many things to say, I could go on and on...
I definitely have a dark side (to answer this thread)
I wonder if it will help me, but I have to tell this to unknown folks and read how they react.
Two or three months ago, my girlfriend decided, with her female friend to make a trip to cuba. I have learned about it only after it was decided. "Fair enough" I said. She always told me that for her 30s (she's 25 now), she'd make a trip with her friend. It came sooner than expected. So what? She deserves it.
Her departure date arrives and she leaves. Then, the day she comes back is at hand. I get the other girl's boyfriend and we go at the airport pick them up. They arrive and she didn't seemed very happy to see me. She tells me she's still in cuba and she'll fall from her clouds sooner or later. 'Alright'.
Two days later in the morning before going to work (that was a month ago), I provoke her to tell me what's wrong. She tells me it's over!! WHAT!?!? After 10 years, you decide it's over, like that? The reasons she gives me are quite suspicious "I felt nothing when I saw you at the airport", "I didn't miss you when I was in Cuba" and "I love you like a friend". I weep for a while (yes, I'm a 27 years old man and I weep. Get over it.) and for dark things I said, my now ex decides to call my mother. She comforts me and I get ready to go to work.
When I come back from work, I call my ex, who was with a friend, and I tell her we need to talk. She agrees. When she's there, the first f-word-ing thing she says is "What do we do with the furniture?" I was unbalanced by that! Wow, that is WHAT is important to you, right now? After a while, she gives me the same stupid reasons.
To make a long story short, having nowhere to go, I stay where I was and 2 weeks after I reluctantly return to my hometown at my parents' house. For I had lost my job (budget reasons) and I had nothing else for me in that town.
A week ago, I found out that my ex probably fell in love with a cuban there (in french, we call these guys "GO" (which stands for "Gentils Organisateurs", I think it's the same in english). It's the guys that entertains and organizes the activites.
/dark side points gained * 10 times and over.
A knife in the back was not enough! She had to throw the whole knife filled barrel! My heart wants to let her to be happy everafter, but my head wants to hurt her as bad as she did! It's a feeling I don't want anybody to live, but I'm not God, am I? Since I've learned that, I am jungling with those 2 feelings.
I can't belive my last ten years were lived for... nothing.
I don't know what else I could add without boring you. I have so many things to say, I could go on and on...