My boyfriend broke up with me. I finally had the courage to tell him about my struggle with depression, and he broke up with me. There is a line of guys wanting to date me and wait on me hand and foot. How was I lucky enough to fall in love with the one guy who couldn’t love me? I’m devastated.
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@Raffe: There are people who can’t handle anything deeper than a piece of paper. I’m sorry he couldn’t take the reality of being in a loving relationship. However, if I had a line of guys waiting to date me, I’d be looking around for one who could give me the kind of depth I needed.
People don’t want to be burdened down with other people’s problems since they have a lot on their own plate (usually).
Reminds me of when I met a very pretty girl at a club, but I was kind of depressed and found out that so was she and actually it turned me off. I wanted to help her but I could barely help myself so I didn’t bother dating her-even though I was single and wanted to.
Kind of explains why guys/girls tend to be find happy people more attractive-we assume they have good lives and probably can benefit us or at least make us happy as well-human nature.
Now if I was already in love with a girl and then found out she was depressed later on I’d certainly try to be there for her but everyone has their limits. I’d suggest forgetting this guy, especially if you could have anyone and just work on feeling better about yourself first.
i m currently telling someone to not fall in love with me cuz i know how fucked up i am… as i said before, love is insanity, the chemistry is or isn t, it s losing the boundaries of your skin and really connect with someone. wish i was a heartless *****..not care,ignorant as fuck, too bad reality is the opposite. loved consumed me and i was high on it. the ultimate drug. what a joke life is.