She was something else
Loved hunting, loved canoeing, loved her Father, Loved me.
She told me all the time how much she loved me.
Wanted to have kids, cared about me, wanted to build a family.
My friends judged her because she was objectively worse looking than I am. And I broke up with her because of that..
I don't think I've ever made such a poor decision in my entire life.
Tough lesson to learn. Valuable lesson to learn though.
It still breaks my heart, knowing how I treated her.
Knowing that I actually loved her, and I broke up with her because I thought it would make me lower status among my friends.
They didn't like her.
I loved her.
And now it is too late.
Awww, so sad. I'm sure there's another ugly woman out there for you somewhere.
Fuck.
I've been there, more so on the pursuing aspect. Fucking regrets
I have to ask. Are those friends still your friends?
I'm really sorry to hear that, but it's interesting. Normally the roles are reversed here and it's the woman and her friends sabotaging.
Hope you found someone like her again and I hope she ended up happy.
I'm too fucked, but thanks.
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