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One of 2 things is happening here, and neither is good for you. Either Pumpington hit the nail on the head, or she seriously is depressed.
She is seriously depressed. It's not another guy. I'm not saying this to make myself feel better. She is FUCKED right now. She's getting a therapist. I'm genuinely concerned the fact that I'm not there for her to help her cope with the bullshit she's going through may push her down a dangerous path. The cliche "it's not you it's me" actually applies in this case.
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My advice is to give her space, be polite and cordial, but firm. Tell her you care about her, and will do what she needs you to do because of that, but that if she is not want to stay in a relationship with you, that you will seek someone who does want to be in a relationship with you.
You are of high value, and deserve someone who wants to be with you. Likewise, you are not a jackass, and if she needs to lean on an ex for some sort of support in a tough time, you'll do what you can.
Prepare yourself for your first relationship to come to an end, and hold your head up knowing that it possibly could be ending because she wasn't healthy enough to be in one with anyone. As long as you aren't a dick about anything, you can keep your head up and look forward to your future with or without her.
Our relationship has already ended. She is no longer my girl. And I am no longer her man. Looking back, we realistically broke up over SPAM. Cause today even while walking from campus to my room she kept saying how she's sorry as if we were already officially broken up. Our "talk" today about where our relationship stands was probably more of a "goodbye" in her eyes.
I forgot to mention something. She also asked me to please not do what her ex did. Which was not get over her. This really bothers me cause she sounds like we're never getting back together again.
With that being said, there are three things I can do for now.
(1) Honor what I said about not contacting her in the near future. Find other girls, and hopefully she'll realize she did something irrational and contact me back. If this doesn't happen within say...by christmas, suck it up and contact her to try to work it out. This is because I'm afraid of looking "beta" and desperate, but I've talked to some non-puas (but not afcs) about how the "alpha mindset" can fuck over your brain. They say you only need that mindset during the early on, not months into a relationship. This option is looking less and less attractive and more and more selfish as I type this but I'll keep it here cause I want some feedback.
(2) Fuck the "alpha" and not wanting to look desperate shit. Calm down for a few days to a week. Plan out what to say to her. Then contact her and let her know that I'm there for her as a friend. But also remind her that as a man I have needs and that until she rethinks what she did (IF she does) I will be seeing other girls. Jealousy could work in my favor but I hate playing games just to manipulate people. It could also (especially in her emotionally fucked up and sensitive state) make her think I don't actually care about her and just want her back for guaranteed sex.
(3) Same as number two. Except stay loyal, and let her know that. Why? To show her I care about more than her pussy. At least stay loyal until she gets better and still doesn't want to be with me. My friends told me that this would be the hardest and most emotionally taxing option. Because it is the least selfish. They said only consider this if she is really special and I truly want her back. And I do. This girl isn't perfect. But she's sweet, she's very caring, she's morally in the right place, and she's loyal as fuck. She asks for my permission whenever she makes plans to chill with a guy. One time she even made me laugh cause she asked me if she can chill with one of her beta orbiters. I'm willing to do this for her but I'm very hesitant about it. Because I'm afraid she'll get comfortable with my friendship and will want to stay friends even after she recovers and is ready to date again. I can't stand the possibility of her jumping on someone else's dick and not mine a few months down the road if this is the option I choose.
In conclusion I am officially relationship-retarded. Educate me boys.