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I Loved Someone That Didn't Love Me

She was a close friend. I knew her for a year and she seemed perfect. Really feminine, intelligent, soft-spoken and stunningly beautiful (at least in my eyes). I mustered my courage one day and clumsily blurted out my feelings. She said three words which impaled my heart "Don't talk rubbish" and left. She got awkward after that and started avoiding me. I was told later by a mutual friend that she gets annoyed and uncomfortable every time I glance in her direction. So I decided I wouldn't glance again. She kept becoming more and more beautiful but I never glanced. I stopped sitting with them and started hanging out with a different set of guys. It was the first time I had ever mustered the courage to confess my love for someone. It left a gaping hole. I lost a friend and a love.

A mutual friend of ours, another girl, then told me "Never lose a friend to get a girlfriend; it's a bad trade."

So I swallowed my feelings and continued with my life. The gossip had spread like wildfire. I was talk of the whole campus. It was so awkward between us that if we were alone in the same room, the sheer awkwardness would kill all the plants in a 50 metre radius! I began to resent this girl. I got annoyed. Three years of resentment went by. I finally called her up one day after we had passed out of college. I didn't want to resent her anymore. I didn't want to hate anymore. I wanted to move on. I made the call. She answered and I said hi. I said I was sorry for making things awkward. She laughed. Oh I thought I was over her. But when she laughed. Oh god. BAM! A huge dam of emotion exploded and all those repressed feelings came back. All the love came back with a vengeance. For a moment, I was madly in love with her again. I experienced that feeling one last time, coursing through my blood into every sinew of my body. And then, I let that feeling go forever.

My first confession was a train wreck. Through this wreckage, I learnt something about myself: I am strong enough to overcome ANYTHING! Through the pain, I distilled strength. Through heartbreak, my heart grew stronger. Through the self-doubt, I extracted faith. Through the misery, I gained a little bit of wisdom. Through fear, I developed courage.

And now, everything is right with the world because through darkness, I found my own light.
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javeachica
I love your story even though it is painful. Someone I know experienced a similar situation so it resonated with me. Your courage and determination to close this open wound interests and impresses me - I like your style!
AgniousPrime · 31-35, M
Thanks to that, my heart is near indestructible. Vulnerable but indestructible. I realised then how strong I really was. I also saw what I did wrong. I said it out of the blue and probably scared her off. All in all, I don't hate her or resent her anymore. And when you don't hate them anymore for what they did and empathize with even their point of view, it just puts you in a really good place and you feel a certain calm within.
javeachica
I know what you mean. I rang up the head teacher who had made my life pretty miserable at school years before. Amazingly she was still there, and answered the phone. It was one of those moments in life that was important, and I knew it would be! I just wanted to let her know I had been carrying that burden, and now wanted to put it down. She was in complete denial at first and asked me for examples, I gave her several! There was a stunned silence, and then she was big enough to say she felt mortified. She said she remembered it all clearly, and power had gone to her head back then. It was such a great outcome, to speak to her as an adult, tell her how I had felt back then, and for her to ask my forgiveness. It was so healing, hopefully for her as well as me.
AgniousPrime · 31-35, M
I guess problems only occur because we are afraid to bring up the tough issues. We forget that all those people who hurt us or abused us are also probably doing it because they've been hurt before and don't realise what they're doing. Once you look past that and see the person within, you find that the other person is also hurting just like you. And then, it becomes so much easier to forgive.
jason230868
One day mate you will realise that not only were you not talking rubbish but you were actually talking to rubbish