Postby ShiroiHikari » Tue Jan 13, 2004 6:45 am
o_O This topic brings back memories.
Sit down and grab your snack/drink of choice, cuz it's storytime.
It's approximately March 2003. My boyfriend and I are fighting a lot, and finally, I break it off with him. I had a pretty close online friend at the time (who shall remain anonymous) who was "counseling" me through this whole ordeal. Since he was so comforting and really seemed to care what was going on, I kinda started to get attached to him. I mean, he was smart, funny, and listened to me. All good qualities, right?
Well, he's a polytheist. Believes in gods and goddesses. (He calls himself pagan, but I'm not sure if that's the right term or not.) And I knew that. But I still longed for a relationship with him, because he was just so smart, and funny, and listened to me, and seemed to respect me. The part that's even sadder was there was a mild nagging attraction to him even before I broke up with my boyfriend.
Anyway, he said he liked me too, but that he'd have to think about it, because he was still cautious after his last breakup. So after a while he told me he didn't want a relationship because we were of such differing faiths, not to mention the distance. Of course, my foolish little heart was crushed, because I was blinded, I guess.
After being bitter and sulky for a while, I started talking to my boyfriend again, and we patched things up and have been happy ever since. I know it sounds like I just said "Well, since I can't have him, I guess I'll just take you back." Trust me, it's not the case. I love my boyfriend. I never really loved my online friend as anything more than a friend.
Nowadays, my online friend and I don't even talk anymore. But I'm glad he made the decision to not get into a relationship with me, because at the time I don't think I would have or even could have made that decision.
I dunno what the point of that was. I guess I just felt like sharing.
fightin' in the eighties