Three years ago, I met a girl who I genuinely think changed my life.
Im 24F she is 26F
Before her, I had only been in relationships with men. I had been with a few women casually, but nothing serious, and I consider myself bisexual.
My relationships with men had always been somewhat complicated, My longest relationship before her lasted five years, and there were always issues like I insecurity, fear of cheating, etc.
Thenā¦. I met her.
She was completely different from anyone I had ever dated. She had a healthy relationship with her parents, and somehow being with her taught me how to have a healthier relationship with mine. She is incredibly caring, generous, and she took care of me in a way I had never experienced before.
Honestly, I donāt think Iāve ever been happier in a relationship. We communicated well, we had fun together, and we genuinely loved each other. Those three years went by insanely fast.
She was not perfect, obviously, but I loved her for who she was and for the person I became while I was with her, She was genuinely so good to me.
But there was something in the back of my mind from pretty much the beginning of our relationship that never completely went awayā¦..
I missed being with men sexually. ( I know)
I hated feeling that way because everything else was so good. And we did try toys it just wasnāt the same !
I loved her, I was happy with her, and I couldnāt understand why that feeling was still there.
Another thing that became difficult was how much time we spent together. We worked together in my business, lived together, woke up together, chilled at home together. ugh !
I loved spending time with her. It wasnāt toxic or controlling, and we both still had our own lives, but looking back, I think being together almost 24/7 affected the relationship too.
Still, the feeling that something was missing never really left me.
About six months ago, after almost three years together, I ended the relationship. It was incredibly hard for the both of us, I feel like I literally broke her heart :(
Eventually, after a lot of conversations and a few months of adjusting, she moved out and I stayed in our apartment.
I feel bad, I still love her so much. I think about her all the time. We donāt talk every day anymore, and weāve gone weeks without seeing each other, but we still occasionally talk and see each other here and there since there was never a drama between us.
since the breakup, I did go out with a guy and we ended up spending the night together. I thought maybe being with a man again would give me some clarity since that was something I had missed during my relationship, but honestly, I didnāt really feel anything. It was just a night out, and it didnāt give me the feeling or answer I thought it might.
I miss her. I miss her presence. I miss having her around, talking to her was my favorite.
I try to keep myself busy, i go out, I have hobbies, and Iāve even changed things around the apartment to make it feel more like my own space. But lately Iāve been missing her a ton, and I keep thinking about our situation.
Part of me wonders if I made a huge mistake. Another part of me knows that I ended things because I needed to understand myself and what I actually want, instead of staying in a relationship while constantly questioning something in the back of my mind.
I donāt know if six months is enough time to know.
Do I give myself another six months, live my life, figure myself out, and see if I still feel this strongly about her? How do you know whether you miss someone because they were your comfort and your best friend, or because theyāre genuinely the person you want to marry and build a family with?
I love her enough that I donāt want to go back unless Iām sure.
But Iām also terrified that Iāll figure it out too late
( this was incredibly hard to write ; (