I think I don’t love my boyfriend no more because of the many times he disappointed me and hurt me.
We together now for about a year and a half.
We live together.
I thought I love him enough to overcome any obstacles, and many were thrown already and we did overcome it.
I just feel that he doesn’t give me 100% of his love. I feel that I’m his 2nd choice, because the girl – his best (girl) friend married his best friend. Funny enough after meeting him and him introducing me to his friend this same (girl) friend of his became my best friend. I’ve already confronted him regarding my feelings. He says I’m being silly that she’s like a sister to him; however he will do ANYTHING for her. Whereas he won’t do the same for me. And its small things that tickers this feeling. Eg. Him changing towards me when she’s around – like his immediately rude and impatient with me and will give me short answers and then turn to her and be the friendliest person alive.
He cheated on me several times, we broke up and came together again and I don’t really believe he cheated on me again this time – but it’s like I can’t forget about the cheating the first time.
The trust is gone.
He doesn’t touch me much. He holds me at nights though, very close. I’m not vain if I say that I am a pretty girl (because people tell me such) and I look after my body so I’m not overweight or anything. I now that there are other guys looking at me. He knows that too and his extremely jealous so I actually don’t talk to other guys no more.
I give it all. I wash his clothes, cook him food, and clean up after him. I buy him presents just because I feel like it. I tell him and text him that I love him. I guess I’m too OVER-HIM?
Everyone loves him. All his friends. He is a good person. And small acts such as buying bread for the home-less reminds me why I love him.
Thinking of a life without him makes me burst out of tears. My heart starts aching and it feels like some-one punch me in the stomach. It feels like someone grabs me around the neck and I can’t swallow. And my hands get sweaty. So I guess I do still care for him but sometimes I will look at him and can’t help to think that he never just come up and hugs me, or say thank you for what I do for him. Always catching him when he falls. He never says he loves me – I always say and then he’ll reply with a ‘you too’. And the fact that we rarely have sex these days make me feel so horribly ugly.
It feels like my love for him is turning in resentment. I feel horribly alone! And unloved. And he doesn’t see it.
When I try to explain my feelings he gets upset and then it turns into a head-on fight.
I don’t know. Maybe we should move on?
We together now for about a year and a half.
We live together.
I thought I love him enough to overcome any obstacles, and many were thrown already and we did overcome it.
I just feel that he doesn’t give me 100% of his love. I feel that I’m his 2nd choice, because the girl – his best (girl) friend married his best friend. Funny enough after meeting him and him introducing me to his friend this same (girl) friend of his became my best friend. I’ve already confronted him regarding my feelings. He says I’m being silly that she’s like a sister to him; however he will do ANYTHING for her. Whereas he won’t do the same for me. And its small things that tickers this feeling. Eg. Him changing towards me when she’s around – like his immediately rude and impatient with me and will give me short answers and then turn to her and be the friendliest person alive.
He cheated on me several times, we broke up and came together again and I don’t really believe he cheated on me again this time – but it’s like I can’t forget about the cheating the first time.
The trust is gone.
He doesn’t touch me much. He holds me at nights though, very close. I’m not vain if I say that I am a pretty girl (because people tell me such) and I look after my body so I’m not overweight or anything. I now that there are other guys looking at me. He knows that too and his extremely jealous so I actually don’t talk to other guys no more.
I give it all. I wash his clothes, cook him food, and clean up after him. I buy him presents just because I feel like it. I tell him and text him that I love him. I guess I’m too OVER-HIM?
Everyone loves him. All his friends. He is a good person. And small acts such as buying bread for the home-less reminds me why I love him.
Thinking of a life without him makes me burst out of tears. My heart starts aching and it feels like some-one punch me in the stomach. It feels like someone grabs me around the neck and I can’t swallow. And my hands get sweaty. So I guess I do still care for him but sometimes I will look at him and can’t help to think that he never just come up and hugs me, or say thank you for what I do for him. Always catching him when he falls. He never says he loves me – I always say and then he’ll reply with a ‘you too’. And the fact that we rarely have sex these days make me feel so horribly ugly.
It feels like my love for him is turning in resentment. I feel horribly alone! And unloved. And he doesn’t see it.
When I try to explain my feelings he gets upset and then it turns into a head-on fight.
I don’t know. Maybe we should move on?
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