We have seen each other two times since the bomb dropping and he was fine the first night, distant the second night. He used to email me every night and abruptly stopped. I know it’s over – just hasn’t been voiced yet.
He is the first man I have told I loved them in 12 years. This hurts – it sucks – it’s not fair. I want to scream and cry and tell him I am the same person I was 8 days ago that he was saying he could see marrying. Of course then he would leave because I was pyscho – Damn stigma.
All the depression and loneliness I felt when I found out I had it has come rushing back. My friends are very supportive about my relationship breaking-up but they don’t know why. It hurts when people don’t understand why you don’t have a boyfriend because and I quote “you are such a sweet beautiful person.” Ugh, if they only knew.
I am trying a dating site for guys in the same boat. It has taken me so long to trust that someone could see past this, but apparently a skin condition outweighs compatibility. I wish all of you the best of love and life. A full life with people you can trust who do not see you as your situation, but for you.