In 2008 when I was 21 I dated this guy named Eric who was 23 at the time. He was my first boyfriend (I’m very shy so I didn’t really date before). Things were going great for the first three months, we spent time together, went to movies, cooked for eachother, etc.
I was a virgin at the time and he said he was fine with that. Don’t get me wrong, I was willing to have sex just as long as I felt love and commitment from whomever I engaged in it with.I let Eric know this from fairly early on into the relationship and he agreed to respect my decision and assured me it was no problem.
Around 4 months into the relationship I went to hang out with a friend. We were on his computer in his room looking at pictures from summer vacation when suddenly he tried to kiss me. I freaked out, pushed him away, and went home. I cut off all ties with that guy and have never heard from him since. I was so scared from the experience that I couldn’t stop crying so naturally, I called Eric. When I told him what had happened he replied “Well, don’t burn all your bridges”. What? Being naive and inexperienced in dating, I still stayed with him instead of standing up for myself.
Shortly thereafter, Eric calls and says he had suffered an accident at work and he needed some help around the house since his back was giving him problems. I took the train to his place and did all the chores (dishes, cleaned the bathroom, etc). We went out to dinner afterwards and everything was fine.
When I tried calling him again the next day, he wouldn’t answer the phone. I’d leave messages and he’d never respond. I’d email and no response there either. After a week or so of neglect and no responses (but him still updating his facebook status and interacting with other people on there except for me) I got the picture; I was yesterday’s news. I naturally assumed it was because I wasn’t “putting out” fast enough for him. I deleted him from facebook, changed my status to single and although he did the “dumping” via silent treatment, I called one last time and left a short message on his answering machine telling him I was through and moving on.
That was 3 years ago. Now I’m engaged to a wonderful man and am getting ready to graduate from university after working hard towards 2 degrees. I’ve come out of my shell since then and refuse to let a man talk down to or neglect me. As for Eric, I really have no idea what happened to him because I never heard from him again. Fine with me! I must say though that I am very glad I saved my first intimate experience for the man I’m in love with now and didn’t waste it on him.
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