Thread:SpiritedDreaming/@comment-173.58.100.7-20150615080843/@comment-26397825-20150615083352

Okay. My first question is, how old are you? (Not in a mean way though. I am honestly curious)

Unrequited love is perhaps one of the hardest types simply because of the fear that takes hold. Should you tell them, shouldn't you tell them? What happens if you do tell them - will they reciprocate, will they outright reject you, will they pity you? I think that you were very mature when it came time to moving on; you realised that as you were it wasn't going to work out, and you let her be happy with the person she found. Though I think you may have been a bit preemptive by deciding not to love ever again, I can also understand it.

I have my own experience at being burnt by love, but my experience led to me deciding to never regret, because regrets lead to hard feelings and ugly responses. My experience was actually with someone who was already very close to me though, and it changed our friendship beyond the point of no return. Long story short, I was young, thought that I loved her (yes, her) romantically and we started dating. Then I slowly realised that I actually loved her like a sister. It was tough for me, because the girl was one of those people who...nice way to put it, I don't know. Basically, I stayed with her because I was afraid that me leaving would send her of the deep end and she would do something extremely stupid. She'd already told me that when I became her friend, I saved her life because she had been contemplating suicide.

It actually took someone else pointing out to me that I deserved to be happy too that gave me the strength to end the relationship and I did so fully - all my friends were also her friends, and I stepped away from them completely so they could focus on supporting her. I stripped away my own support base so she could have hers without our friends being uncomfortable because they were stuck between us. My parents weren't even aware that we'd been dating - all they knew was that we were basically in each other's pockets all the time and then suddenly it stopped. It was honestly only my fiance that helped me through that - and he'd only known me for a month at the time.

The point of the story is, I regretted entering a relationhip with her, and when she posted something online about our break up, saying I'd hurt her so badly and asking why I'd strung her along for so long if I was just going to break up with her in the end, I lashed out like the child I was and she in turn reacted childishly. It escalated until it reached how we are now - not talking, not anything. As far as she is concerned, I don't actually exist beyond a wave when she sees me in public.

That taught me not to regret, but to instead just put it behind and not let it affect me, because regretting had made the end result turn ugly.

I think love itself can be a wonderful thing, but it's the negative emotions that accompany it which can make a person feel like it's something to be locked away. So I do understand where youu're coming from and why you've decided not to fall in love again, but I also think you may have been a little bit harsh on yourself. Maybe in years to come, you'll feel more ready for a relationship.

And yes, an account does make it easier when it comes to correcting grammar mistakes.