Well, what can I say?...I've basically put it in the title.
I was there for my girlfriend, I treated her like a princess. We lived far from each other and we spoke for hours on the telephone, she would be sad that I couldn't be around there too often. But I was that type of guy who believes in hope, love, patience, faith...etc...all things imaginative.
I still remember her saying : In ten years time we'll have a house near the Pyrennees (I'm in France). And I remember the joke that I said after : Ok, only if I can pick the wallpaper...lol. Good times, good times.
I felt we were in Wonderland, I met her family, and I impressed them with a bit of piano playing, and beating her brother at FIFA on the console and being really friendly to her younger sisters, etc...
I could see it in her eyes that I was the best she ever had.
(not to mention that her previous ex's cheating on her, or wanted her to change religion even though her ex's didn't even respect their own)
You could say that I basically sent my whole heart in gift wrapped box knowing that she'll never ripped for some stupid, inconsiderate reason. Damm...I was wrong.
It was my first love, and I wanted this first love to be great and it was but at the end she put on her blog (on the internet so everyone could see) : That all her ex's were mistakes.
I couldn't sleep after that...I wanted to speak to her but I didn't know what to say because I was so disapointed and angry and hurt.
The silly thing is, is that I didn't do anything to harm her...it's been a year and I'm still trying to find why a person can stab you in the back for no reason.
It change me, like it changed you. There's a part of me that's cynical, that just doesn't care because I think to myself, if the girl who I loved sooooo much, who I treated like a princess could betray our relationship, what's the point hoping that the next one won't do the same?
It changed me, and I hate this part of me. This part too realistic. This part that has seen that....well like you... Nice Guys do Finish Last.
Don't get me wrong, I will love again, it's just stained my heart, my life...forever.
To be frank, I think that you're a brave person going through all that, I think that you're cute so don't think that you're not that good looking. But I do find that you sacrificed alot (but to be frank I was prepared to move in with her, and she lived on the other side of the country!), there's only one good way in looking at all this and it's that he wasn't your prince charming, he wasn't your soul mate, your real love...because at the end, he showed you his true colors.
Of course we're going to be "different" at the beginning becasue it's the beginning of the relationship, it's after some time that we see their true colors...
The problem from where I'm standing is that you loved the wrong, like I loved the wrong girl.
Lastly, I'm not going to say it's going to get better because it's not, like I said to one of my friends who's broken up recently :
You just have to live with the pain. Ofg course it's going to be reduced after a while but it won't vanish.
Just remember that everything happens for a reason, and don't be cynical or careless like that alcholic who got a promotion. Avoid being heartless, I'm trying, and everyday I find a bit of happiness.
Like they all say, Why do we fall? So we can learn to stand back on our two feet in life.
And my mum has also had a poor past so I understand from where you're coming from...
Peace, and check your messages.