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THIS IS WAYY TOO LONG.. (that’s what she said) but it’s got some semi juicy moments 
I would like at least one person to read it and give me their thoughts.
Well after 2 months of dating it’s over.. There’s so many things I could say about what happened.. but I’ll try to keep it short.. since my last post.. we didn’t really go out and do much.. all our “dates” were spent cuddling and watching movies.. and occasionally doing stuff, but never sex. This was for a few reasons:
1.) she wanted me to get tested, which was fine
2.) she wanted to use a condom, also fine.
A few things troubled me as time went on which of course I ignored because I really liked her.
1.) She took 4 different kinds of pills, 2 being anti-depressants.
2.) She is anorexic.
Now obviously anorexia (I looked it up) is far more serious of a disease then I initially thought. One morning she had an appt. and let me lay in bed until she got back. That’s when I saw all of the pills on the table and looked up each one of them.
I kind of just ignored it.
Time went on and there was one time in particular that really got me thinking if she was even into me.. She was more distant on that week, not texting nearly as much as when we first started talking. She would take a day or 2 (sometimes more) to respond.. but I was still hopeful because I called her and we set up a time to hang out that weekend (2 days in a row) because she had cancelled on me that monday (sick)
By the way, So I went down on her one morning after she got home from a doctor appt. (eating doctor ironically). Maybe she thought it was weird how hungry i got for her snatch.. She immediately got weird after, sort of like when i told you all she got weird after i fingered her. Remind me not to go down on women too soon, it seems to be bad luck for me lol
However, she did give me that “come here” finger right after I was done getting her off.. and kissed me hard.. which really turned me on.. the thought of her wanting to taste herself in my mouth.
Thinking back, I can’t believe she had told me that second date that she wanted me inside her.. It seems weird to think about, especially how things kinda slowly regressed rather than progressed, throughout the duration of this whole thing.
Anywho, the one time that kinda bugged me out a little was actually one of the last times I saw her.. We cuddled and watched a movie as per usual, and then she got cranky for no particular reason other than she was hungry.. Now I was feeling something was wayy off as soon as i got there and she scolded me for not calling her first to tell her I was on my way.. whatever. I said sorry and we proceeded to the couch.
So she said.. I’m really hungry and tired, I think I’m just gonna turn in .. you can come in or you’re welcome to stay out here and watch tv more. So at this point I’m like okay somethings gotta give. So she walks out of her room a few mins later and looks at me.. and there was this really awkward moment of clarity (or so I thought) where I was waiting for her to say something like “this isn’t gonna workout” but instead we just sat there, staring for what seemed like an eternity. Finally she’s like, “are you gonna come in?” or something along those lines. But at this point I could kinda tell it may not work out..
So I stand up and walk towards her and kinda grab her and I’m like “What’s the matter” in that really sweet guy voice where I totally care (which i did, and do care about her a lot) .. and she kinda shrugs and so her back is facing towards me so I go to feel up her breasts and she stops me.. then turns around and starts
BAWLING. So i’m like crap.. and she ends up talking about her disorder and how she felt fat and disgusting at work today, etc. So we end up talking in bed and before she goes to sleep shes like “Thank you” and I say for what? (acting dumb) “For knowing how to respond”
So at this point I feel pretty good about it.. I’ve been saying and doing all the right things, teasing her when necessary, comforting her when it’s appropriate.. and just generally giving 100% to the whole thing, which leads me to my final chapter.
The next day we have breakfast together which was great.. and things start to get hot again..
Wait, so I have to mention this: the previous time we were laying in bed and she complained that her boob hurt.. So i started massaging it and touching it and generally just playing with it.. that turned into .. playing with her nipple and fondling her, which turned into (and i’m getting really horny now) me putting my fingers in her mouth and getting dirty.. So at this point she grabs my c*** and starts rubbing it.. which feels amazing.. and i take my pants off.. she starts stroking it and then stops a second and says “get me off too?” in a really cute whisper..
Thinking back, this is probably where I made a mistake, although at the time she thought it was commendable. So in the heat of the moment i wanted it really bad.. i Wanted to guide her head down to my thing and i wanted the sloppiest, deep throated BJ imaginable.. but instead I go “Are you sure?” in one of those kinda cheeky grin ways. What i was implying, and I’m sure you will get this .. is that every single time she had gotten weird about doing stuff with me .. AFTER THE FACT. So this time I wanted to throw her a curve.. She totally agreed with me and laughed about it..
By the way, her reasoning for getting so weird came after I went down on her that one time. She told me (in a deep conversation i may add) of her upbringing and how her mom always told her she was going to hell for having sex etc.. and how it really messed with her head as she got older. She also said she wasn’t THAT close with either of her parents. Of course I said all of the right things (I think) and related to her my own situations as best I could.. I was glad to finally have gotten a reason from her withdrawing every time we messed around.. but i digress.
After we laughed about how I totally threw her off by withdrawing, she said she was impressed, and I left for work.. REALLY EFFING HORNY.
Okay, So back to BREAKFAST, when things got hot.. (sorry my mind is all over the place).. so we’re sitting on the couch and start making out, and my hands are everywhere, down the back of her panties I start rubbing her c*** (god i loved the smell of it) and we’re grinding and all of a sudden It feels like wayy too intense.. It’s really crazy to think about because I have never felt like that with a girl before.. It was like intense waves of pleasure.. and it kinda threw me off a little .. I think part of it is that I quit watching porn, so my senses are HEIGHTENED 10 fold. It’s hard to tell if I was THAT into her, or it was just something else altogether.
So of course, I’m about to be late for work if I don’t leave right then, and we stop again.. She says " I don’t want to make you late for work " and I say okay we’ll finish this later (smile) and I’m off.. I’m still feeling pretty good about the whole thing at this point.. and I come back later, we have dinner, she tells me (complains with a smile) that I left her really horny so she had finished herself off.. I told her I did the same (which I did).. and we make out a little and I’m about to try again and she doesn’t really want to.. okay fine.
We finish the night off watching the sweet 16, and her moods kinda fluctuate a bit.. which got me thinking again…
I never felt like she was 100% into it, except for during the first few dates when she was giving me all the signs of a relationship. She would be totally there one minute, all into it, talking about where we were going to go for dinner next time we were together, to just.. silence.. it was totally bizarre.
So anywho, this is getting really long winded.
The next 2 weeks is where it fell apart, and admittedly.. I could kind of see it coming but still held out some hope that it was just her busy schedule.. (she does work 14-16) hour days.. and she also went out of town to chicago for 5 days. But still, right before I left her place for the last time, I kind of had a feeling it was over.. and that sounds crazy to me because we had a great time and stuff.. but I don’t think her heart was completely in it like mine..
Her birthday was March 23, i had flowers sent to her apt. (dumb idea?) and of course she thanked me for them, but you just knew something was off. She went to chicago, and for 5 days we didn’t talk. The day she comes back I get a text: “I had a great time
” That’s it? Haha.. So i text her: “you’ll have to tell me all about it kissy face”
NO response for a couple days.. but i knew she was on the night shift 7a-7p.. so i held out hope.. left her a sweet message (even set my alarm clock to 7am so that i could leave it RIGHT as she got off work) GOD i’m so thoughtful (wink).. and I don’t get a text back until yesterday.. (approx 3 days later)
“That was sweet
I need to be honest, I’ve been doing a lot of thinking the last week and I like you but I just don’t see us working long term as a couple. At risk of being wishy washy I just wanted to be straight with you. I’m sorry”
(I still have stuff at her place lol)
Anyway, how do you even respond to that (i haven’t yet, and may not altogether).. i thought it was a bit scummy to say it in a text first off.. second.. there was no reason given.. but the funny part is.. I’m not that dpressed about it.. when i initally got the message i almost had a breakdown at work.. but then i talked to some ppl about it, got some perspective from them, and my mom.. and realized that it’s just not meant to be i guess.. I had been preparing my mind for the worst, It happened.. and I’m over it.. Part of what she was really impressed with over our time together.. was the fact that I could read her in almost every situation.. This was no different.. and although I wanted it to work, it’s just not going to..
part of me, and this guy at work thought… that she may be scared and backed out or something.. which makes sense given the story she told me about her relationship of 2 1/2 years vanishing in a snap when the guy left her and then immediately got married..
part of me thinks i stepped on one of those proverbial “land mines” that women seemingly throw at us like a pitching machine, testing us in every little aspect just so they can find an excuse to bail..
part of me thinks (and my mom said this) that shes just crazy and has issues.. which is true.. but don’t we all.
and part of me thinks this is just a part of online dating that we all have to accept.. she found a new shiny object and decided to pursue it..
I would like to know your thoughts on it.. if you made it this far…
My final thought, and i read this yesterday and it really gave me some perspective.. I was reading about failure and how there’s different types of it.. and this guy was talking about sports or something.. and how we can do everything right and still fail.. which is something that we CAN live with.. he put it like this:
“There’s another kind of failure entirely: When you give it every ounce of your effort, everything you’ve got, and you still fail – it wasn’t because you didn’t try hard enough, it wasn’t because you were lazy – it was just because it wasn’t meant to be. When you run into these failures – you can go to bed that night full of pride that you did all that you could; you “left it all on the field,” and still failed. You can move onto the next venture without regret.”
I’ll admit i totally lost it… tears it perfectly encapsulated my situation, with having ANYTHING to do with my situation.. This was before I got the text yesterday by the way.. I had asked God the previous week to give me a sign or let me know somehow if it was meant to be..
I guess I got it.
Until next time,
-Seymour Scagnetti