I guess I thought I just wasn't like other women, or that I had a chance with this guy, but about a year ago, I met up with a guy from high school.
We'd never been emotionally close, but we rode the bus together for seven years - middle school and high school.
I watched him go through a break up, and then shortly after I had mine. He sat next to me in most of our classes. He laughed his ass off at my jokes.
I told him I'd been divorced for about three years, and couldn't stomach ever getting married again. He told me we could be roommates.
We went out together a lot, and he told me things about himself that he never even told his guy friends through the years, and for the two years we chatted after I got divorced.
Then we had sex.
Everything changed. He just acted... Different. Not disappointed.
I asked what was going on and he could only mumble shit. Total turnaround. I'm not horrible in bed. I don't have an octapussior. I'm not a fucking mutant.
I heard from the grapevine that he told people I'm easy after.
I thought we were making love.
This guy I watched grow into a man flipped the tables on me after damn near two decades. Just because we finally had sex.
I can't even be around them. All I did for the first month was cry.
We talked for two years.
This is fuckzone Hell.
Most men are worse than dogs; you just have to accept it and get over it.
Stay away from men for a while, and let yourself heal. Do not date whatsoever during your healing process.
I'm in the middle of a years-long healing process. My life this past year has been free of romantic/sexual drama, and it feels great. It might benefit you to go the same route for a while.