Patrick Alvarez20 said:So, there are a few things on my mind... I’d love to hear some experiences or maybe get an opinion from someone who actually understands human psychology regarding what I’m going through right now.
About a year ago, I fell for this guy, and honestly, he absolutely wrecked me. At first, the relationship was full of these incredible, beautiful moments, but then he just abruptly pulled away. Once I realized something was off, I tried to sit him down and talk about us, but he just turned it around on me, claiming I was "creating problems where none existed." It started with him being distant, dodging hangouts, and basically ghosting my attempts at connection—until I realized I was the only one making any effort while he acted like everything was perfectly fine. We actually broke up for a full month, which was pure agony for me because I had become emotionally dependent on him, while he just kept retreating. He didn't even have the backbone to tell me to my face that he wanted out. To be fair, neither did I. I just couldn't wrap my head around why this was happening. One day we were great, and the next, it was a completely different story.
Eventually, things ended for good, and I spiraled into a total funk. I neglected my classes at NYU, pushed my friends away, and forced myself to go out when I really just wanted to crawl into a hole. I wasn't myself anymore. My friends would get frustrated with me, asking why I was acting this way, but I just couldn't help it.
In the meantime, I didn't try to get close to anyone else because I missed him too much, and frankly, nobody else seemed interesting enough. And I have to admit, there were plenty of wonderful people around me.
I totally put him on a pedestal. I realize that now—it took me a whole year to see it clearly—but still...
I remember talking to a friend back then who told me that at our age (26), almost everyone has one story like this in their past. And looking around, it seems true; nearly everyone I know has dealt with a similar kind of "trauma." I have a friend who spent eight years stuck in a cycle with a guy who would leave her and only come crawling back whenever he needed something, and she just wasn't strong enough to end it.
So now I’m wondering—why do we do this to ourselves? Why am I still struggling with it, why is it so hard to accept that he isn't what I need, and why do I keep telling myself I'll never truly get over this?
The truth is, I can see how much he changed me, and unfortunately, not for the better. How do you move past that?
I’d love to hear about your own experiences after your "traumas"... How long did it take you to recover and get back on your feet? How did it change you? And were you actually able to build healthy, quality relationships with someone else afterward?
I’d ask the moderators to please keep this thread from moving to the venting or US boards, and sorry if this post feels a bit scattered. I’m not exactly feeling 😢
I guess everyone on some random internet forum thinks they’re a PhD in psychology and human behavior.
About a year ago, I fell for this guy and he absolutely wrecked me. The relationship started out with such beautiful moments, but then he just suddenly pulled away.
Well, that's just life, I suppose. It's nice while it lasts. You can't really force someone to tell you why they've checked out.
I realized something was off and tried to talk about us, but he just snapped at me for making problems where there weren't any. It started with him not responding, avoiding me, and all that—until I realized I was the only one constantly reaching out, while he acted like nothing was even happening.
So, clearly he wasn't that into you.
We were broken up for a full month, which was agonizing for me because I was emotionally dependent on him, and he just kept dodging everything. Honestly, he didn't have the guts to look me in the eye and say he wanted to end it. I didn't have the strength either. I just couldn't wrap my head around the problem. Everything was fine yesterday, and today it's a completely different story.
I mean, maybe you thought you were breaking up with him for a month, but he probably checked out long before that, or he just wasn't as invested as you were.
Anyway, it finally ended, and after that, I just spiraled. I neglected my classes, my friends... I forced myself to go out when I really didn't want to. I became a different person. My friends got frustrated with how I was acting, but I just couldn't help it.
See, that's the mistake right there—letting your whole life fall apart over some guy who doesn't even deserve you. It's weird to me how women still let themselves get put in this position. I guess you should hold back more in new relationships so you don't end up being used like this.
I haven't really gotten close to anyone else in the meantime. I just missed him too much, and honestly, nobody else seemed interesting enough. Though, I guess there were some pretty great people around, if I'm being fair.
I completely put him on a pedestal. I realize that now—a whole year later, but still... I guess I just didn't see things for what they were.
The upside to men is that they’re basically replaceable. There are just so many of them out there. I think some people get way too caught up in this whole fatalism thing—chasing after guys who act all cold and distant like they’re some brooding James Dean archetype. You end up falling hard, and then he just keeps you on a leash. Honestly, the more you put someone on a pedestal, the more arrogant they get about being "irreplaceable." You over-idealize them, and they pick up on that immediately. You end up looking desperate, while he just sits there thinking he’s some big shot because another girl is chasing him around. 😁
Patrick Alvarez20 said:
| I was talking to a friend once who told me that by the time we hit our mid-twenties, everyone pretty much has that one specific story to tell. And honestly, looking around, it seems like almost everyone I know has dealt with some kind of similar trauma. I have this one friend who spent eight years stuck in a cycle with a guy who’d just ditch her whenever he felt like it and then crawl back when things got rough—she just wasn't strong enough to walk away. I guess that's just how it goes. |
Well, here’s just more proof that women are basically a massive joke. I guess it's pretty obvious how easily men can manipulate them.
Patrick Alvarez20:
I guess I'm just wondering—why do we even do this? Why am I still struggling with it, why is it so hard to accept that he’s just not what I need, and why do I keep telling myself I’ll never actually get over it? Maybe it's just how things go. I don't know. I can see it's changed me, and probably not for the better. Maybe there's a way to accept that, I guess. |
Just so she can start more stupid threads on some pointless forum to prove how much of a disaster she really is.
I mean, you basically let some guy change who you are. And now you're still giving him that much credit, acting like his influence on your life is actually worth debating. I guess. 😍🤣
Patrick Alvarez20 said:
| So, I'm curious about everyone's experiences after their "traumas." How long did it actually take you guys to get back on your feet? I guess it's worth asking how it changed you, too. Like, were you even able to build anything meaningful with someone else afterward? |
There's no point even talking about trauma. I guess it's better if those things just stay buried in the history books.
Honestly, I don't think this last question even makes sense. Why wouldn't someone be able to find a connection later on? Just because some guy played games or gave you the cold shoulder, I guess. 🤣
I guess anyone would be losing their mind if they let some old trauma define them for the rest of their lives. It feels like just giving up all your power, honestly. You're basically turning that thing into some kind of God, and I don't see why anyone would want that.