Why does life not want me to forget her? I had again reached the point where thinking about her wasn’t painful anymore and then I dreamed about her
Now I’ll spend the next few months forgetting her until she appears in a dream again, probably.
Exactly that. I will never forget about this girl, no matter what I do. Last night I was trying to fall asleep, in vain because I was sober. I kept thinking and thinking, and writing and reading…and somehow I knew I was going to dream about her. And I did. As always, there were other people around and I was trying to get her undivided attention. Eventually I did talk to her, but not for long until she decided to go home with a friend of hers. “But we’ll be back soon,” she said, to which I replied: “I don’t think you will.” It’s unbearable, I want to forget her so bad but I can’t. She always finds a way back. I wish I could re-wire my brain to make it realise she’s just another person, nothing more, and stop obsessing over her.
Moreover, a lack of human intimacy has made me think of another girl I knew a couple of years ago. The only one I’ve known that I can say was an actual girlfriend, or at least between friend and something more. She left me while I was in the army. Claimed to love somebody else. Couldn’t blame her, the relationship didn’t seem to be working out anyway. But recently I’ve started to wonder if I should’ve been better to her and kept her more carefully. She was beautiful and smart, and we had meaningful conversations on all sorts of topics. She made gests that no one else has made for me, like sending me a letter from Russia, an incredibly sweet letter. But I wasn’t invested enough in her. For some reason, she was sure I had somebody else, but I didn’t have anyone. In fact, she was the only friend I had, let alone girlfriend. I did tell her once that I had a crush on the other girl, the one I can’t forget now. She didn’t care, probably was looking for another guy already. Going back the timeline in my head, I actually developed crushes on them around the same time, autumn 2019, when they both entered university (studying different things). One from Russia, the other from Ukraine…ironic. And in the end I couldn’t get either one. I think these “defeats” have broken me in a way that’s left me feeling neck deep in shit for a long time. I’m angry at myself for not being good enough to get the girl, and I’m frustrated at how things don’t work out in life like you’d like them to. Perhaps the most torturing thing is that from time to time I’ve had really meaningful discussions with the Ukrainian girl, which has made me realise that we share many things in our thinking. But she always left me hanging in the end, stopped replying. I wish I could be happy with just the few conversations we had. I don’t know why we couldn’t be friends. Probably a lack of common interests, activities or whatever. Even though we studied the same damn thing, just in different courses. And now I have a degree in a field that I have practically zero prospects in. It all frustrates me to hell, like all I got from the past five years was this unhealing wound in my heart. I really, genuinely wanted us to become something. But I couldn’t even become her friend. “Why?” I ask. Didn’t she recognize I was trying to be good to her?
I read the replies to my posts on the previous page of this thread and a couple of things stood out to me: find a social group, write down the things you like and find people with common interests. I think the problem has been that I wasn’t interested in anything, had lost my motivation to go out and take a step in a new direction. Like being stuck, you know? These issues probably go back a long way, to something I might not even realise. I am awaiting therapy, so you know. I’m just now discovering things to do in life again. On that note, here’s what I’m going to do about it. I’ll be studying again starting September. Completely new field, a new shot at life. New people around me, new chance to find a social circle. I must remember of course that I’m doing this to become knowledgeable about the field and improve my chances of earning decent money in the future, not to find a girl. So to keep my mind clear and focused and to filter out as much trash in my head as possible before the semester starts, I will work out properly in August, I won’t smoke any weed at all, I’ll start reading books again, I’ll clean my apartment and keep it clean. Then I’ll see if all it took was getting my shit together or if ghosts of unrequited love will still haunt me.
I nearly forgot: this morning when I woke up from the dream, I thought of making one final move and telling her flat out that I’ve had feelings for her for four years. Maybe in a month or so. But I feel - and tell me if I’m right about this - that it wouldn’t change a thing anymore. I’ve tried to ask her out in the past, she rejected me, we had some good chats that ended abruptly, and that’s it. She doesn’t think about me like I think about her, she doesn’t want me to tell her that I love her. She’s never going to change her mind, is she?
Sorry guys, I had to put it all out there. Too many things have been boiling for too long. As one last thought I want to add that a harsh sense of loneliness has sent me since I was 15 years old. My parents broke up at that time and I started to drift apart with my friends at school around then. Ever since, I’ve been hoping to find a soul who understands me. Perhaps that’s what I thought I’d found in that girl, and what I’m now unable to let go of.