I've been with my current girlfriend for about six months now. It seems like a lot longer than that, but I was spinning about three plates before we both decided to make it official, and after weighing my options very carefully I decided that this one was a quality girl worth my time.
I don't even know where to start listing all of our experiences. We spent most of our time traveling--dashing off on numerous road trips around the country and sleeping in hotels/truck-stops anywhere from Chicago to San Fransisco. We've wandered and photographed our way through hundreds of ghost towns along the old Rt. 66, stayed for a week in a cabin on top of a mountain in Arizona, drifted aimlessly through Vegas on Psychedelics, and slammed our way through the barren desert of New Mexico like Bonnie and Clyde. She's uniquely intelligent, has an insatiable thirst for adventure, loves sex, and she's fiercely loyal. All in all, we've driven over 10,000 miles with each-other through almost every state in the US. We've done things that most people don't get a chance to do in their lifetime. There is a very unique connection here that I've yet to come across in any girl, and I mean that with every fiber in my being. This one was a catch.
Right now, I'm emotionally devastated. In the last month or so my worst fears have started to come true in rapid sequence like some horrible movie. The slow decline of our relationship has just started, and I can feel it overwhelming my gut. All the warning signs are there; frequent fighting, less passionate sex (but still there), she's starting to make friends with a lot more guys, and worst of all the creeping indifference. I can tell her interest level is rapidly tapering off. She made a post the other day on a forum that she feels like her sex drive is dead. She's talking to a bunch of ex's. I never could have imagined that I would come to the point im at now.
I know I have to end this relationship, but to be completely honest I don't think I have anywhere near the strength to do it.
I can't get these intense memories out of my head; they feel seared and burned into my consciousness. It's like every cinematic moment that we've ever had is shuffling through my mind in high definition, on repeat, for as long as I'm awake. I feel vapid. I can't sleep or eat. I can't focus at work. My energy and natural confidence is gone. This is going to be the most tough loss of my life.
I don't know what kind of advice or comfort any of you can give me, but anything would help me right now. I feel lost and more alone than I've ever felt in my life.
I don't even know where to start listing all of our experiences. We spent most of our time traveling--dashing off on numerous road trips around the country and sleeping in hotels/truck-stops anywhere from Chicago to San Fransisco. We've wandered and photographed our way through hundreds of ghost towns along the old Rt. 66, stayed for a week in a cabin on top of a mountain in Arizona, drifted aimlessly through Vegas on Psychedelics, and slammed our way through the barren desert of New Mexico like Bonnie and Clyde. She's uniquely intelligent, has an insatiable thirst for adventure, loves sex, and she's fiercely loyal. All in all, we've driven over 10,000 miles with each-other through almost every state in the US. We've done things that most people don't get a chance to do in their lifetime. There is a very unique connection here that I've yet to come across in any girl, and I mean that with every fiber in my being. This one was a catch.
Right now, I'm emotionally devastated. In the last month or so my worst fears have started to come true in rapid sequence like some horrible movie. The slow decline of our relationship has just started, and I can feel it overwhelming my gut. All the warning signs are there; frequent fighting, less passionate sex (but still there), she's starting to make friends with a lot more guys, and worst of all the creeping indifference. I can tell her interest level is rapidly tapering off. She made a post the other day on a forum that she feels like her sex drive is dead. She's talking to a bunch of ex's. I never could have imagined that I would come to the point im at now.
I know I have to end this relationship, but to be completely honest I don't think I have anywhere near the strength to do it.
I can't get these intense memories out of my head; they feel seared and burned into my consciousness. It's like every cinematic moment that we've ever had is shuffling through my mind in high definition, on repeat, for as long as I'm awake. I feel vapid. I can't sleep or eat. I can't focus at work. My energy and natural confidence is gone. This is going to be the most tough loss of my life.
I don't know what kind of advice or comfort any of you can give me, but anything would help me right now. I feel lost and more alone than I've ever felt in my life.