Introducing myself, recently heartbroken.
hello, I am 19 years old, male, starting my second year of college, i live in northern mexico, right along the border (im a US citizen tho), and my house is literaly like 5 minutes from the border, i cross over pretty much daily for school, and sometimes recreational purposes..
anyway i consider myself a mexican in both culture and beliefs (even though i am half mexican half spaniard, many people think im white since i speak fluent english without any accent and im light-skinned).
the importance to that is because recently.. i just broke up with my first love, which happens to be an american girl.
She is 16 years old, nearly 17, very tall (5'8) as i am only 6'0 she is very tall for her gender and age. at least in my eyes she was very attractive, in the eyes of my friends she was sometimes considered "hot" and soemtimes just "ok". when we were together she was extremely affectionate and loving, caring, and open.
this is what happend. we met, a week later she was my girlfriend already, and we had had sex as well (which i regretted later when i was in love with her, i felt like i disrespected her a bunch.. and before anyone brings out any legality comments we never had sex in the united states, always in mexico in my house.) in my defence though she was a very "grown up" 16 yr old, she had a summer job which shed work anywhere from 50-60 hrs a week (no joke), only did 2 yrs of high school and is currently attending her first year of college at the same university i am (bummer), and is very independent and headstrong.
well, we started having sex early on, which was one of the motivations for me to stay in the relationship cuz RIGHT OFF THE BAT only about 1 week and a few days of her being my gf she kissed another guy. she instantly confessed it to me told me the story of how he was a guy who she used to "date" but it never got serious and he went to see her at her house and he kissed her and she didnt do anything about it. i forgave her, and decided to stay with her, cuz mostly at this point it was superficial and i was like "well i can just keep having sex with her". unfortunately for me, at about 1 month into our relationship i was madly in love with her. and well i believe she was too, altho sometimes its hard to believe that now..
well it would be good to point out at this point i was living in mid-texas, going to university there at about 4 hrs away from her, she lived in the border on the USA side. almost every weekend id go see her, regardless of the high expenses, and always would surprise her as much as i could with cute romantic shit.. thinking about it right now kind of makes me angry actually, while i type this.. =S
anyway i guess that may have jump started our relationship, our ability to be on the phone so much yet see each other so little, made us want each other alot, is what i believe. so right before our relationship hit two months, i came back home for the summer (i even applied to my university right near home so i could stay with my parents and be near her, something i regret at this moment). so when i come back, we spend like CRAZY amounts of time together. im talking seeing each other like 8-14 hrs a day, every day. we would normally do our own thing and we didnt go out much. im not much of a party guy and well she never told me she was too much into that, altho how i met her was at a Club, she asked me out to dance, and afterwards i asked her for her phone. i took her to a movie the next day, she got it on pretty quick by holding my hand as soon as she saw me (even tho we like barely even knew each others names) and i kissed her. almost every time from the beggining to the end of our relationship she would call me almost every time, but it was also mostly because i would do little and i was always available to talk and so she'd call me when she wasnt busy. and i mean like i said our relationship had evolved from physical to extremely emotional.. we connected emotionally really well and we had a TON in common. all the "damn your hot" comments she used to tell me pretty much died down eventually to "your adorable", "i love you!", "your so cute", "your perfect"... etc
so we wouldnt go out much, which when we broke up she brought up that that bothered her alot, but then again i personally had no problem with that she could have said something, miscommunication i suppose. anyway, when things got really out of hand was when i left to spain for 21 days. we had almost no communication.. like occasional emails and thats it. i made to her a single phone call. she didnt have that much time on her hands cuz she was working almost 12 hrs a day and 6-7 times a week, but shed still go out fridays. well one specific friday, she decided to try Marijuana behind my back. to give u a little insight in USA this might not be a huge deal (as i told some american friends and they were like aah it doesnt even matter) but in mexico its MAJOR, like i told mexican friends and they were like "WOW thats f'ing shitty!!!".. ok, and to make it worse, she NEVER told me. thats what enfuriates me the most! and then, ANOTHER friday, she decided to kiss a guy, again.
so i come back from spain missing her like a madman, i was with her for about 3 hrs before she basicaly tore my heart apart. again, i had not seen her and hardly heard from her except for occasional long "i love you and miss you" emails.
she starts telling me how she never wanted a serious relationship.. how she is afraid of commitment.. and what not, and that shes afraid that we're gonna end up married and that she wont be able to "live her life" if shes with me... and at this point im like WOW what the hell is going on i couldnt believe it i fought really hard for the relationship like borderline begging (i never actually begged but in a way i did try to convince her that she was mistaken, alot....)
i went to drastic measures, eventually, she either gave in or something and she told me she cheated on me again... kissing a guy, again.
i was exploding inside, but like i always did, i NEVER yelled at her, NEVER did anything bad to her actually she always said i was good cuz of that, i was also extremely faithful if girls even started acting flirty id just stop the conversations right away. i got hit on alot while i was at college too. so she told me she cheated on me, i felt like SHIT but i walked away, cooled myself off, came back, sat her down next to me, told her "sorry you cant be my girlfriend anymore" (i note though that she had been telling me for about 3-4 hours that she didnt want to be my girlfriend anymore already).. so there, we broke up.