I was engaged to a guy that I thought was beautiful in college.....we were sooooo infatuated and seemed to have so much fun. Then he took me home to his parents for Christmas....his parents lived on a dairy farm and his mom told me that she wanted us to live in a trailer on their farm and work their farm and all this. It smelled so awful....and it was isolated away from everyone and everything...the mom took my long hair and told me that she would like to chop it all off and have it very short like how she wore her hair....that horrified me....I had no desire in short hair and felt like it would make me look like a boy.
and I had already grown up isolated in a facility that stated what I could and couldn't do after my dad had died.....so the thought of being controlled and not getting to do things that I wanted to do, such as finish college, work and other things......I went outside and I cried (and gagged from the strong small from the cows)....
in college....I worked and paid my way, had a small grant and a student loan and took care of my own needs....I loved it.....and I was social and had a lot of friends.
my fiancé though told me that he was not comfortable by the level of attention that I got from the guys and how popular I was...and that it made him feel insecure. Then he became all weird and religious and told me that he talked to his mom and that she felt that I was too wild. -This surprised me, because I only worked and went to school and didn't have much time for anything else. In other words, I did not party, I I did not drink, smoke, do drugs, I was not in a Sorority.....I was responsible....I worked hard and worked hard to keep up my grades as well. He suddenly decided that he wanted to get serious about his religion and told me that we could not have sex any more. Then he said that we couldn't kiss any more because it made him want to touch me....then I couldn't even be around him or do anything cos it affected his "thoughts"....I was like, "ok this is crazy".....but I respected all of his boundaries. Not long after....he decided he wanted to get his roommate a "girlfriend" and worried about his roommate's crush on me...he and that girlfriend spent a lot of time together and she let me know she was after him and did not care about his roommate. I confronted him about it and gave him an ultimatum. He broke up with me. He started dating women that were not attractive, that were fat and wore glasses and actually were in Sorority but were trying hard to fit in and were not popular and didn't get attention from guys....
a year later he was taking a class that was in my major of study and asked me to come out to where he was now living on his own and asked if I'd help him with his grades and how he was worried he was going to fail. I felt sorry for him and of coarse I still cared.....anyway, he let me know that a girl was interested in him and tried to make me jealous....and he was not interested in studying. I let him know that I was not interested in getting back with him and having my heart broken again and didn't trust him and told him "good luck" with the girl that was chasing him.....he married her a few months later after only dating for a month...the girl was tall and fat and cut her hair just like his mother's hair....
years later....social media.....anyway, he told me that he always felt insecure around me, because I was smart and beautiful....and he told me that he hopes that I find a guy that deserves me and is better than him.....that surprised me....all that time I thought he rejected me, because his mother didn't like me....and that he didn't think I was good enough for him or his family. -He did admit his sex life was awful with his wife (sorry but that made me laugh since it did not suck with me and it was his choice to stop having sex...not my choice! anyway, lolol). -I'm not friends with him on social media at all....and would not want to be his social media friend, because his posts are all overly religious and boring......so I am actually very thankful that I didn't marry him and end up weird and sheltered away from the world on a farm...I just can't imagine how I'd be if I did that....his wife is even fatter now....but they have 3 kids (he came from a family of 3 kids...he's the youngest...he had 2 older sisters...so not surprised he had 3 kids)....but gosh...his life looked so boring to me.....
Back to dating after college life.....it took me two years to start dating again.....and I made the choice after him to "never date good guys again" as I felt I could not take getting my heart broken again....and felt there must be something wrong with me to be rejected and unloved. All that time I thought it was me and my fault.....that I failed to make him happy, wasn't good enough, etc. etc. Again.....all this time I thought it was my fault....had no idea how insecure my ex-fiance was....but looking back....now I see he was very insecure....
I dated guys that I knew I wouldn't truly love deep down and attach to cos I didn't want my heart broken and didn't want to feel that level of pain again. I had not felt that type of pain since going through my Dad's sudden death from cancer when I was starting the 8th grade.
So, I was dating guys that were attractive, some reminded me of my dad in appearance....some just interesting....and I know I was infatuated....but not love.....they were insecure and did a lot more damage to me than the pain from rejection from dating a "good guy" ever could.....
Insecurity is toxic. It's poisonous. It causes people to be mean, controlling, abusive and awful.....so wrapped up in themselves that they don't care about the pain that they cause anyone around them or close to them.....
so whether it's a "good guy" or a guy that's not the greatest that is a pretty boy that likes to drink or whatever.....like the types that I attracted and dated that obviously had issues with intimacy and getting close to me....just not worth it. They cause a lot of stress from how they treated me, the sex was awful....they were often selfish and lasted a whopping 5 seconds cos they didn't care about pleasing me at all in any way, which included sex....
I never dated guys for money and avoided guys that had money or had flashy cars or bragged. I felt like they'd be shallow and not capable of depth and having a meaningful relationship....and I was hung up on, "I can't let anyone pay for anything for me....then they control me and will tell me that I owe them and own me like a slave".....and have had guys act like they were doing something HUGE by buying me a tiny little Starbucks drink that cost maybe $5 tops and not even buying me dinner.....and then demanding sex......and aggressive, etc.
So, looking back.....I made some huge mistakes out of fear of getting my heart broken.....out of fear that I had something wrong with me that made guys not want to love and accept me (I had guys obsess over me and stock me....that is not love....that's crazy and toxic)....but my mistakes of letting my fears drive my relationships and lack thereof is what I see now....
so looking ahead....I don't want an insecure guy....and I am sure he doesn't want a woman that is afraid.....so I've worked on that and will continue to work on myself....and hope the same for the guy. I don't expect or want perfection....it's boring....but what I do want is a guy that's like, "ok I trust you...I know that deep down you're a dork....but more than anything you have this code and won't cheat and I don't need to control you and do things to make you under my control. I'm going to love you and please you and want the same in return." -and yeah...that's what I want.....I want a guy that's dealt with his insecurities and ready to just be happy and just please each other in all ways and connect deeply.
that's it...
thanks xxx