I<3HIM
01-25-2008, 11:16 AM
OK, it’s been a loooong time since last I visited here so I’ll try and quickly update you all with what has been going on with me.
Five years ago, when I was just 18 years old, I began a relationship with a man 23 years my senior. We fell head over heels in love and we were together for a very happy 3 years. Then, rather suddenly one August evening back in 2006 he ended our relationship. I was completely heart broken and just couldn’t understand why he no-longer wanted to be with me. However, we stayed friends and whilst it was very difficult for both of us (with many tears shed), we managed to work things out and have remained close.
18 months on and a lot has changed. I must admit I have grown up more than I thought possible in the time since we broke up. I have had a few short relationships since our split and have definitely learnt a lot about myself which I wouldn’t have discovered had I stayed with my OM.
My OM was my first sexual partner and with him I was rather shy and retiring. I still had body hang ups and towards the end of our relationship we were rather inactive in the bedroom (or outside of it!). On average we had sex maybe twice a month yet at the time I was far too naïve to either mention this OR think of it as potential trouble.
I now realise that this was a problem, and whilst he has never given me any solid reason for breaking up with me, I imagine this to be rather a main factor. Everything else was great (something he recently admitted).
Now, up until very recently, I had managed to convince myself that I was “over” my OM and perfectly happy having him as my best friend as opposed to a partner. He was in a new relationship and so was I. We both pretended to be happy for the other (whilst I imagine he harboured the same pangs of jealously that I did!) and Christmas was spent with our new partners.
However, on Wednesday evening, whilst in bed with my new boyfriend (whom I’ve been with for little over a month), I felt a sudden urge to cry and it hit me like a tonne of bricks – I was still in love with the OM. I got up and dragged myself to the bathroom and I sat there stunned for almost half an hour. When I went back to bed and saw my new boyfriend asleep I felt overcome by emotion. I lay next to him and wished I could magically transform him into my OM.
Yesterday, I met my OM for lunch. We’d not seen each other for over 3 weeks and his face lit up when he spotted me across the bar. I imagine mine did the same. He asked how things were with my new b/f and I smiled. I asked how things were with his g/f and he told me he’d ended things with her a few weeks previous – they just weren’t working out. I felt a huge sigh of relief and for the rest of the afternoon we sat sipping coffee together and chatting as though there was no other soul in existence.
This morning I woke up alone and confused. I have no idea what I should do. If I tell my OM I still love him and he rejects me then I risk humiliation and our relationship would no doubt change for the worse. At the same time, if I don’t tell him how I feel it will haunt me for the rest of my life. I feel unable to move forward with my life. Deep, deep down I doubt I will ever love anyone the way I love him and with him still in my life I find relationships a struggle as all I do is compare. However, I would rather remain single for the rest of my days than cut him out of my life.
So, what I am asking for I have no idea, but perhaps someone can offer me some advice??
I’m tearing my hair out here…
Five years ago, when I was just 18 years old, I began a relationship with a man 23 years my senior. We fell head over heels in love and we were together for a very happy 3 years. Then, rather suddenly one August evening back in 2006 he ended our relationship. I was completely heart broken and just couldn’t understand why he no-longer wanted to be with me. However, we stayed friends and whilst it was very difficult for both of us (with many tears shed), we managed to work things out and have remained close.
18 months on and a lot has changed. I must admit I have grown up more than I thought possible in the time since we broke up. I have had a few short relationships since our split and have definitely learnt a lot about myself which I wouldn’t have discovered had I stayed with my OM.
My OM was my first sexual partner and with him I was rather shy and retiring. I still had body hang ups and towards the end of our relationship we were rather inactive in the bedroom (or outside of it!). On average we had sex maybe twice a month yet at the time I was far too naïve to either mention this OR think of it as potential trouble.
I now realise that this was a problem, and whilst he has never given me any solid reason for breaking up with me, I imagine this to be rather a main factor. Everything else was great (something he recently admitted).
Now, up until very recently, I had managed to convince myself that I was “over” my OM and perfectly happy having him as my best friend as opposed to a partner. He was in a new relationship and so was I. We both pretended to be happy for the other (whilst I imagine he harboured the same pangs of jealously that I did!) and Christmas was spent with our new partners.
However, on Wednesday evening, whilst in bed with my new boyfriend (whom I’ve been with for little over a month), I felt a sudden urge to cry and it hit me like a tonne of bricks – I was still in love with the OM. I got up and dragged myself to the bathroom and I sat there stunned for almost half an hour. When I went back to bed and saw my new boyfriend asleep I felt overcome by emotion. I lay next to him and wished I could magically transform him into my OM.
Yesterday, I met my OM for lunch. We’d not seen each other for over 3 weeks and his face lit up when he spotted me across the bar. I imagine mine did the same. He asked how things were with my new b/f and I smiled. I asked how things were with his g/f and he told me he’d ended things with her a few weeks previous – they just weren’t working out. I felt a huge sigh of relief and for the rest of the afternoon we sat sipping coffee together and chatting as though there was no other soul in existence.
This morning I woke up alone and confused. I have no idea what I should do. If I tell my OM I still love him and he rejects me then I risk humiliation and our relationship would no doubt change for the worse. At the same time, if I don’t tell him how I feel it will haunt me for the rest of my life. I feel unable to move forward with my life. Deep, deep down I doubt I will ever love anyone the way I love him and with him still in my life I find relationships a struggle as all I do is compare. However, I would rather remain single for the rest of my days than cut him out of my life.
So, what I am asking for I have no idea, but perhaps someone can offer me some advice??
I’m tearing my hair out here…

