I met a guy 7 months ago and he is 26 years male, a junior from my college. We didn’t know each other back then, but fate had other plans and we ended up working at the same place. I helped him a lot as a senior, and naturally, he got close and attached. So did I. It felt like we were made for each other. He was a virgin before me. On our second date, I told him I wasn’t a virgin and had 3 partners before. He acted like he understood and accepted it.
So I felt safe, respected and moved things forward. Everything felt magical heavenly even. We got physically close too. But right after it happened, he started pulling away, creating distance, becoming cold. I could feel the gap growing. I tried to fill it with my love, care, and attention. I gave him everything. I was all in and even imagined a future with him. But instead of meeting me halfway, he started playing games hot and cold, on and off.
I ended up chasing him, giving him constant reassurance because his back and forth over commitment was driving me insane. And then, the real reason came out: He couldn’t accept my past. Despite pretending to be “understanding,” it turns out he was silently judging me all along. Worse? He emotionally abused me. He ghosted me for 3 weeks saying “he wasn’t good for me.” I respected his clarity and didn’t contact him at all.
But guess what? He came crawling back saying he needed me. And the cycle began again. He would push me away for days or weeks only to come back with pathetic excuses. Eventually, he said he wanted to “just be friends.” I said no. I still had feelings for him, and I knew this wasn’t friendship this was damage control for his guilty conscience. Not love. Not care. Just guilt.
Now we cross paths often at work passing each other in the corridors. But now I am the one enforcing strict no contact. He tried calling, texting, even tried to reach me through my brother. But I’m terrified of going back. Because I know exactly how it’ll go he’ll come back, I’ll fall again, and he’ll break me all over again. It breaks my heart every time he tries to contact me. I want to talk to him.
But I can’t find the courage, because I know I’ll love him again and he never truly loved me. It’s been 2 months of strict no contact now. But I still can’t forget him. Every hour, every minute he’s in my head. I’m exhausted. I’m hopeless. I’m trying to move on, but I’m stuck.
Question: Is there any hope in this connection?
Option 1: Yes
Option 2: No
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