I hope this is the right place to post my message and I hope you'll understand how I feel.
Maybe some of you remember my post about the woman I am madly in love with.
For those who don't know or don't remember what I'm talking about, I'll explain shortly what's going on.
Last summer I went on vacation on my own to meet some chatfriends of mine. One of the friends I met there was very dear to me. We spent a lot of time together and we experienced many wonderful moments together.
After some time I started to realise that I was in love with this woman.
As time went by, my feelings for her grew stronger, but I didn't have the courage to explain my feelings to her. As the end of my stay was drawing near I started to feel very uncomfortable when I was close to her because I knew she already has a boyfriend. One day I went out with a couple of other friends to do some shopping, but very soon they realised I was not myself.
While they were laughing and making fun, I was silent and I didn't heed what was going on around me. All I could think about was her and what I could do with this situation. I started to feel really bad because I knew I had to leave soon. I spent the last day of my trip together with her and we had a wonderful time. As the time of my departure was drawing near, I realised it was too late for me to tell her anything about my feelings.
I can still see myself standing on the escalator to the train platform, watching her as she passed out of sight. Slowly tears started to run down my cheek. If I think back to this moment I can't understand why I didn't do anything at that time. If I would have known how I would feel in the future about this, I would have dropped all my baggage and run down the escalator to her. I would have hold her, embraced her, kissed her and told her "I cannot live without you" I would never have left her side, although that was impossible for me. Of course I didn't do all these things. How could I be so blunt to myself? I called her from the departure gate at the airport and at the end of the conversation I could finally manage to say "I love you" She didn't reply to that. On the airplane I started to realise how much I missed her and I realised that perhaps I would never see her again. I felt so bad and I cried almost all the way home.
When I got back home, I talked with her every day over the internet and over the phone. I tried to explain her how I felt, but most of the time our conversations ended with an argument or even a fight because I was pushing her too much all the time. I just couldn't accept that she already has a boyfriend and that she because of this cannot return my love. I still can't accept that. You may think I am a total idiot for not moving on and letting her go, but that's just the way I am. I really can't help it. I have never loved anyone this much. For me she is just the perfect woman. Since I know her I can't imagine my life without her.
Some people say I'm crazy, others say I'm just way too addicted, but the truth is that this situation is killing me.
I have a severe depression for some months now and I need professional help and medication to calm me down and make my life bearable.
Two weeks ago she went on a trip abroad to visit her boyfriend. During this time I couldn't contact her, though she had prommised me to answer to my e-mails, but she didn't. I thought she didn't want to talk to me anymore and that she was trying to forget me. Because of this I felt so bad and I really wanted to end my pain. I wanted to end my life.
This was not only because of my feelings for her, but also due to many other problems I have in my life. I will not talk about this right now.
This impossible situation was just the last straw.
I have to go now. When I get back home, I will continue my story...
Maybe some of you remember my post about the woman I am madly in love with.
For those who don't know or don't remember what I'm talking about, I'll explain shortly what's going on.
Last summer I went on vacation on my own to meet some chatfriends of mine. One of the friends I met there was very dear to me. We spent a lot of time together and we experienced many wonderful moments together.
After some time I started to realise that I was in love with this woman.
As time went by, my feelings for her grew stronger, but I didn't have the courage to explain my feelings to her. As the end of my stay was drawing near I started to feel very uncomfortable when I was close to her because I knew she already has a boyfriend. One day I went out with a couple of other friends to do some shopping, but very soon they realised I was not myself.
While they were laughing and making fun, I was silent and I didn't heed what was going on around me. All I could think about was her and what I could do with this situation. I started to feel really bad because I knew I had to leave soon. I spent the last day of my trip together with her and we had a wonderful time. As the time of my departure was drawing near, I realised it was too late for me to tell her anything about my feelings.
I can still see myself standing on the escalator to the train platform, watching her as she passed out of sight. Slowly tears started to run down my cheek. If I think back to this moment I can't understand why I didn't do anything at that time. If I would have known how I would feel in the future about this, I would have dropped all my baggage and run down the escalator to her. I would have hold her, embraced her, kissed her and told her "I cannot live without you" I would never have left her side, although that was impossible for me. Of course I didn't do all these things. How could I be so blunt to myself? I called her from the departure gate at the airport and at the end of the conversation I could finally manage to say "I love you" She didn't reply to that. On the airplane I started to realise how much I missed her and I realised that perhaps I would never see her again. I felt so bad and I cried almost all the way home.
When I got back home, I talked with her every day over the internet and over the phone. I tried to explain her how I felt, but most of the time our conversations ended with an argument or even a fight because I was pushing her too much all the time. I just couldn't accept that she already has a boyfriend and that she because of this cannot return my love. I still can't accept that. You may think I am a total idiot for not moving on and letting her go, but that's just the way I am. I really can't help it. I have never loved anyone this much. For me she is just the perfect woman. Since I know her I can't imagine my life without her.
Some people say I'm crazy, others say I'm just way too addicted, but the truth is that this situation is killing me.
I have a severe depression for some months now and I need professional help and medication to calm me down and make my life bearable.
Two weeks ago she went on a trip abroad to visit her boyfriend. During this time I couldn't contact her, though she had prommised me to answer to my e-mails, but she didn't. I thought she didn't want to talk to me anymore and that she was trying to forget me. Because of this I felt so bad and I really wanted to end my pain. I wanted to end my life.
This was not only because of my feelings for her, but also due to many other problems I have in my life. I will not talk about this right now.
This impossible situation was just the last straw.
I have to go now. When I get back home, I will continue my story...