When I was in high school, about 17 years old, I entered my first relationship. It was with one of the boys from my grade who I had a crush on since middle school. We were high school sweethearts. I was madly in love with him, and those feelings seemed to be reciprocated back to me. We dated for about three years. I was happy and in love. So, it is safe to say that I didn’t at all anticipate what came next.
Soon after we celebrated our third anniversary, we went out to celebrate the occasion. Then, as we were about to finish our lunch, he suddenly told me that he feels this relationship isn’t working for him anymore. He told me that it would be the best choice for both of us. As I mentioned, this came as a complete surprise to me. We constantly spoke about our future together, everything that we want to do and accomplish – together. I had such a great time with him, and he told me he felt the same with me. It felt like the picture-perfect relationship until the day when he decided to shatter it all.
He told me he does not think we are a good match. All of a sudden, he decided to open up to me about things that bothered him throughout our relationship. Never before did he ever discuss these things with me. He carried with him fights we had over the years that he had never managed to let go of, unlike me. He held grudges and never actually discussed what bothered him like in a healthy, functioning relationship. If I had known it all before, I would have worked to fix it, and that is an opportunity I begged him to give me, but his mind was already set.
He told me that he did not enjoy most of our time together. It all just made me feel like throughout all the three years that we spent together, he bluntly lied to me. Like everything that we had was a complete lie. Suddenly, what was a good memory turns into a painful, sour one. Everything that I thought was true turned out to be a huge lie. It was devastating and a huge loss. I lost the person that I considered to be the closest to me, that knew everything about me. Now, I know that there was no way to save this and that it was in no way my fault. In a healthy and functioning relationship, you must communicate your feelings and thoughts, which he failed to do.