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Last year I sunk into a deep depression. I was stressing over school, finding a job, and being alone. This time last year comes and I meet a girl, we fall in love very quickly. It felt true, like how love is supposed to feel. Life is going well, I graduate and it feels like this girl will be with me for a long time. As our lives settle in together, metaphorically, I begin to sense anxiety from her. She reassures me how she appreciates me, loves me, and is excited for our future together. This feeling only worsens and she begins to distance herself. I try to support her and convince her to relax, I love her. My words reassure her less and less and the relationship degrades as I desperately try to salvage things. Despite my best communication, things continued to fail and I begin to lose hope. I became miserable, my gf was sad, and all I could remember were our many months of blissful togetherness, a feeling I could never shake. Her last school year starts and a few weeks later she seems gone; I go to see her and she breaks up with me. A week later we talk on the phone and she says she's done a lot of thinking and is incredibly sorry. Says she understands she didn't treat me right and she needed to be more open. Things go really well for weeks but she starts to slip away. Won't talk a lot, ignores my calls, feels shit about herself. I finally get see her after not being able to for a month and we have a romantic weekend together. Towards the end of the weekend she snaps into another weird mood and I can't break her from it or cheer her up. I breakdown from the stress of single-handedly trying to save the relationship and how I'm not getting my needs met. I love this girl so much, I don't want to walk away. I mention what she told me at the end of the summer: "I'm sorry I don't to you enough. I love you and there's no one else in the world I'd rather figure this out with." I'm willing to help and do anything to keep her in my life.
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