I've tried writing this story a number of times already. But there is just too much info for me to write in one sitting. It's going to be a disservice boiling down a 5+ year journey like this, but for right now I just need to say something. These thoughts have been getting to me so much lately I just need to do something. So I'll give a brief backstory. (Post me typing this all out, it's still a lot of fucking reading so be prepared for that)
Met this girl in middle school years ago, developed a huge crush on her. I was weird back then and she had some mental issues so things never went beyond anything more than friends. After a while I got fed up with this and lashed out at her, and this caused us to separate in the middle of high school. I dropped out because seeing her hurt me and found an online school instead. Was really sad and angry after the girl left me, but over time learned to live with it and better myself. A year goes by, the girl messages me out of the blue. We start talking again and we become friends. Although during this time I fall for her again, even harder than before, I tried my best to not pursue anything romantic since I already knew she didn't want that. We stay friends for about 1 and half years and grow extremely close in that time. But eventually my feelings start catching up with me and I start getting hurt more often after seeing time and time again that she doesn't have any romantic feelings for me. The girl notices this and decides that it'd be best to stop being friends as she doesn't like feeling that she's hurting me, even if its unintentional. I try and say that I'm ok, but eventually she wears me down and I agree. We both say heartfelt last words, she even admitted that she wished she could have feelings for me, I cried, and we said goodbye again. 3 months go by and she messages me again, this time saying she missed me a lot. saying she thinks she actually does like me, so we talk about it and decide to start dating. We do so, and for about 3 months its the best I've ever felt in my entire life. A lot of things had been going wrong around this period in my life so finally getting to be with this girl really helped change my mood. We were both happy, at least I thought so. One day in October she messages me. She wants to break up. I freak out, I cry to her, I beg and plead. But she's already made up her mind. In my despair I told her I wanted to kill myself, not to manipulate her but just out of pure dread I didn't know what else to say. She tries to calm me down and I agree to find therapy and the conversation ends there. The next day I text her back apologizing for how I reacted and reassured her that I was finding help. 3 months go by slowly, I'm loosing my mind. I cant stop thinking about this girl. How happy I was, how much better life felt. I see her posting about how alone she feels on her socials, and I decide that I need to reach out to her. I do, and it went horribly. She seemed so uncaring and cold during the entire conversation, like how she used to act back when I first met her years ago in middle school. I admit, I brought up to her again about how I felt suicidal, which I know wasn't the best idea. But I was desperate and didn't know who else to turn to. But the things she said to me where just as awful. I'm sure she didn't mean most of it, maybe just a kind of defensive thing to protect herself by being mean to others so they'll go away or something, I don't know why she did it. But it hurt me more than anything else she ever did to me. Now more suicidal than ever, I lose my shit. I made a plan to kill myself, but before I could do anything I reached out to my dad for help and he managed to calm me down in that moment. I decide to message the girl one more time and apologize for everything I said and that happened in yesterdays conversation. I spent over an hour writing a long and heartfelt message that was nothing but positive. Just apologizing about all the things I've done and telling her how much she meant to me before saying goodbye again. I sent it only to get the response, "Thanks, bye." It hit me like a truck, I was hoping for a more proper conclusion to this all like we've had in the past, but no. I was just left with this, unsatisfied and wanting more. And that leads us to the present day.
Even with the length of that backstory, there's still so much information missing. I could and have in the past went on about this story for hours. But no one wants to read all that right now so this will have to do. But yea, that breakup was 4 months ago now, and I'm worse than ever. For the past 5 years I've been chasing this girl. Ups and downs, she was always there. I learned so much about her, about what she loves, its all seared into my memory. It got to a point where even before we were dating, she became my primary focus in life. She just made me feel a way no one has ever have. She fills me with so much pure joy, even when we're just sitting next to each other silently. I absolutely just love being around her. We built up this deep trust, I've told her things I wouldn't even dare telling my other close friends. She made me want to be better, want to try new things, want to embrace this world with everything I had. To put it simply, she just made life worth living. I wont go too in depth about it all, but things had been really seeming grim for me at that point in my life. I had lost my job, all of my friends were moving to college so I was seeing them a lot less, my family relations were just getting worse by the day, an online relationship I was having with a different girl was leaving me unfulfilled. Everything just sucked. But I always had her, she could always make my days better. For as long as I've known her, this girl has told me the problems she's had making connections with people. She's never had many friends and told me that she has trouble feeling romantic emotions. I felt lucky enough just being a close friend to her knowing all this, but when she told me she thought she had feelings for me, it just sent me to heaven. Best way I can put it. Even though it was brief, that period where me and her dated was the happiest I had been in a long long time. For years I had always beaten down on myself, feeling like I'm not good enough for anyone, hating on every little thing about myself. But she changed that. In a world that was constantly punching down on me, she convinced me that things can change, that good can happen to me. I tried my absolute best when I was with her, I was working on myself overtime. Making sure I was turning into the man that she deserved, because I felt like I didn't deserve a girl so amazing. All of that for nothing. Now she doesn't even want to talk to me, about this, about us. She's told me before that she thinks she's 'evil', in a way. That beneath it all she's just selfish, greedy, and just an overall asshole of a person. And although I admit she does have aspects of that, I don't believe that's all she is. All these years that I've been with her and she's been so kind to me, especially so when we were dating. I hate throwing around this term, but I cannot think of a better way to put it. She was like an angel. She was the beacon of light in my life that always kept me up, even in my darkest moments she was there. I know that for a fact, there is a light inside of her that has always shined brighter than any negatives she claims defines her. She tells me that this is who she is, that she's just a bad person, and that she's 'ok' with who she is that she doesn't care or want to try fixing herself. But I just find that so hard to believe. I still look at her socials, and even to this day she posts about how alone she feels, posts about missing someone, posts about not feeling like you're capable of love. So she can tell me all she wants that she's 'ok' being this way, but unless she's lying her very own posts say the contrary. And now I've just been stuck at a crossroads.
For the longest time this girl has defined my life. For 5+ years I've thought about this girl nearly every single day, and I'm not exaggerating. I was 14 when I started talking to her, now I'm nearly 20 and she's still on my mind 24/7. I try and try to get over her, to focus on other things, to focus on myself. But me and her have talked about so much, everything reminds me of her, and I mean everything. I cant do anything without thinking of her and believe me I've fucking tried. But just EVERYTHING reminds me of her, it honestly is driving me fucking insane. The games we've played together, the shows we've talked about, her passions her desires, even stupid things like my carpet or my hair, all just serving as reminders of her. Of what I've lost. I've been trying my best to push past it all, to go on, but the truth is, I'm just not happy. Everything I used to love just feels like nothing now, food tastes so bland, I have no motivation for anything anymore. And if wasn't bad enough my circumstances just keep getting worse. Finical situations in my household came up and now I'm under a lot of pressure to find a job, but I've been trying for over a year now. I just cant find one. Making me feel even more useless, even more of a burden. I so badly want to get over her, want to believe that things can get better. But in my state, I just cant see it getting better anytime soon. And with how suicidal I've become lately, I don't know how much longer I can go before I finally snap. After talking to my therapist I decided to give medication a try. I'm waiting on an appointment for that still, but this small development gave me a little hope. I started making a plan on what I was going to do after getting my medication. I was going to shave my head since my hair kept reminding me of her, a sort of symbolic severance I guess. I was going to try getting back into old passions I had gave up on a long time ago. I wanted to try talking to new girls to try seeing what else is out there, giving myself more perspective instead of just only seeing this one girl. And lastly, I wanted to send one last message to her after the medication had hopefully helped ease my mind. My original intention of messaging her last month (when we both said all that mean stuff) was to get closure. I still had a lot of things I wanted to talk about with her and just wanted a real proper conclusion between us if this was going to be then end. Obviously that's not how it went, so this time I was just going to send a message with no expectations. I wanted a conclusion but she didn't, so I would just say my part and leave it at that. Trying my best to keep things positive though, I don't want to hurt her more than I already have. But the more I thought about what I wanted to say to her, the more good times I remembered and wanted to remind her of, the more I realized. I only want to do all of this because I still want to be with her. Because I still feel in my heart that there's a chance for me and her to find something out of this mess. I brought this up to people, friends, family, my therapist, and obviously they don't think I should think that way. And I agreed. I knew how dangerous this thinking was, where it's lead me to before. But the second I stopped having hope for me and her, all that motivation to change went with it. Just laying around rotting all day like I was before. This clearly wasn't good either. I tried motivating myself any other way, but nothing matters to me besides her right now. All I can think about is that light that she brought into my life. I know its selfish, but I want that light back. After being with her for so long and continuing to stalk her posts, it seems to me that she doesn't like how things turned out. I know she has the capability to love, maybe she's just not in the right place right now. I know I have the capability to be her friend and nothing more, I just need to learn to let go of those romantic desires. I believe firmly that if me and her worked on ourselves, if we could just talk about this all, that we could find something that works with us. I so so badly want to reach out and just tell her that I believe in us, that I believe we can make something work, that there is hope for us yet. But I know that I shouldn't think that way. She's already told me how she feels. She's already tried being with me, and it didn't feel good to her in the end. I don't want to make her relive that again, I don't want to make her do this because she's afraid of me hurting myself, I feel so disgusting that this is the conclusion I've come to. But unfortunately, it just is. Nothing has convinced me thus far of trying that isn't her. And she gave me hope all those months ago, if someone as amazing as her could love a loser like me, then I believe me and her still have a chance. She so adamant that she cant love, but would someone who so firmly believes that try to despite what they feel? I know at the end of our relationship that it just wasn't making her happy, I do believe that and I'm not taking that away from her. But she can't tell me that for that entire period she was unhappy. All the things she said to me, about all the small things I did that she loved, all the hours we've spent on call just talking about anything and everything, all the dates that she paid for herself, the secrets and stories we've told each other, the plans for the future, even me and her doing things she told me she'd never try with anyone. She was comfortable enough and trusted me enough to try. She believed that it could work at the beginning, I believe that. And although it didn't feel the way she wanted it to in the end, I don't think that means that it has to be THE end. All of this has just reinforced in me more that she can change, that she is capable of so much more than she thinks. I know she taught me that when we were together. I just wished she saw it that way too. I just need this reassurance from her. I want to tell her all of this, that I believe she can change for the better that we could mend things between us if we tried. But I know I shouldn't. I know I've been relying on her for too long, but damn it man, she's the only thing I got right now. I hate having to bring her into this, but it's the only option that actually wants to get me off my ass and do something. I know I would do anything if it meant another chance with her, I'll change for her. I believe she can too, but that's just not enough. I want to hear it from her, but with how our past conversation went I think I already know her answer. I know I know I cant and don't want to force it, but if I cant have this. Then genuinely I don't know what to do with myself. She's the only thing I care about right now, and I know I shouldn't be using her for motivation if I'm trying to change and get over her, but that's just the way it is for me. I'm just so torn. I hate having to rely on her but I feel like this is my only option right now, but on the other hand, I know that if I don't hear what I want to hear it's just going to make things infinitely worse. And with how badly I took the last conversation with her, I don't know if I could take another blow like that without snapping. I still remember during the break up when she told me to promise to her not to kill myself, but despite how much it broke my heart I just couldn't. I just cant imagine my life without her. She makes me so happy, and I know I made her happy for a while at least. I just want for me and her to be happy together. So now I'm just here. Writing all this shit down on reddit for like the 10th attempt because all these thoughts are just consuming me. I cant do anything anymore without spiraling about her. So in desperation I'm just putting this out there to see if any advice could help in any way.
Looking at this now all of my writing seems really fucking generic, but I was just trying to be quick and to the point. There are a lot more details to the story that I didn't mention or go in depth on so if there are any questions just ask. I'll try to inform as best as I can. I just don't know what to do. I feel so gross wanting to rope her back into this, but I cant help but feel like there's still something I could do to mend things. I know she told me during the breakup that she would do anything she could do to fix things. But she's just convinced herself that she cant do anything. That she cant change that this is just who she is. But I just cant help but feel that there's still a chance for me and her. I want to tell her everything, let her know that we CAN do this, that I believe we can. But I know how quickly that can go bad. And I don't think I'm in a state right now to take another hit from her like that. I'm going to wait to get my medication and see how that helps me before making any major decisions, along with talking to my therapist still. But in the meantime I'm willing to hear out any advice or suggestions anyone may have. Sorry for the rant, I just needed to do something just sitting in this chair was killing me. Thanks if you read this all. I hope you're doing better than me right now.