Dating: How's your luck? - Page 14

So, I was 22. I was technically homeless as I had just arrived in Japan, but luckily, I knew a girl from an online language exchange website who offered to house me until I got set up in my own place. I declined at first of course considering I didn't want to intrude, but she insisted and got upset when I said no. I figured no big deal, I'll just take her family a couple of presents and things will be good.

Things went well for the first couple of days. We got along fine, her parents liked the gifts I gave her, and I played video games with her brother. We went on our first date a couple of days after I arrived (we talked on webcam for hundreds of hours before that; we were practically already in love), and I told her that I liked her on our first date. Fast, I know, but we had already said that kind of shit on webcam before, so I figured what's the big deal?

She cried. She broke down sobbing in the restaurant because apparently there's some rule in Japan about having to be dating for two weeks before becoming boyfriend and girlfriend. I didn't even know that this was a proposal to be a couple (I just said I liked her ffs, which I'd said a million times before), but she apparently interpreted it that way and got really upset with me. Eventually she agreed that very night, and in retrospect, this incident set the tone for the rest of our relationship.

Two weeks pass. We had sex a few days after we became boyfriend and girlfriend, after which she cried because I asked her to use her mouth. I calmed her down, but that was a pretty shitty first sex experience. Anyway, after the next two weeks, I realized that this honeymoon would be cut short by her insanity. One day she straight up flips the fuck out on me because I hadn't found a job yet. "Uh.. yeah.. it's December, what do you expect?" She tells me that I need to find a job right now because her family is tired of supporting my bum ass. I assure her that I've already got several interviews lined up for after the break, and that for English teachers in Japan, you usually need to apply 3-4 months in advance for the April schoolyear. She didn't care, and decided to scream instead.

A few days later, she dumped me out of nowhere. She said that I was a bad, useless boyfriend who was completely selfish. I packed up my shit and started leaving the next morning, and when she told me to stay, I told her to fuck off and get some therapy. She cried (again), hugged me, and begged me to stay with her at her house. I agreed foolishly, mainly because she just said her mother was getting very upset with her and apologized for taking it out on me. We got back together at that point, and things continued as normal.

I did eventually find a job and moved out, after a month of living at her house. I really did feel bad--I didn't know that it would be so hard to find some kind of job, and offered to move out at any time--but her parents seemed cool with it. I bought them all pretty good presents when I left, including a copy of Starcraft for her gamer brother . My job was unfortunately across the country in Tokyo, which meant a 6 hour and $250 round-trip commute to see my girlfriend. We only met about once or twice a month because of this.

Now, in our relationship past this point, there were a lot of isolated incidents. She would blow up at me for something trivial, interpret what I said however she wanted, and refused to apologize no matter how bad she was. I was so sick and tired of her shit sometimes that I didn't even want to think about her, and completely infatuated at others.

Enter girl #2. Girl #2 liked me the first time we met--she actually approached me and we started having a conversation. I had the purest of intentions meeting her, but she had another agenda. She decided that she wanted to tear me apart from my girlfriend by whatever means necessary and take me for herself. I managed to stay true to my girlfriend for about a year of being friends with girl #2 (she was quite persistent) before my girlfriend called me something horrible in Japanese, I told her to fuck off, and I screwed this new girl like a madman for the next month.

So, here's my current position. My now ex girlfriend still loved me and wanted me back. Girl #2 loved me and wanted to be an official couple, but I wasn't ready to have a girlfriend yet (plus, she was a little dumb and only interesting in bed, to be completely honest). Girl #2 was everything my ex was not--nice, great in the sack, not constantly bitchy--but I couldn't see myself with her.

Enter girl #3. Girl #3 was more hard to get, being an actually decent girl. She and girl #2 actually knew each other as associates of a school I was working for at the time. As a matter of fact, we all ended up going to the same Christmas party.

Oh boy, that Christmas party. Girl #2 drinks too much and goes to the stairwell to pass out. Girl #3 and I are borderline dry humping in the bar. The staff of my company is trying to cockblock me because they know I'm tightrope walking on a razor wire, but I'm drunk and absolutely don't give a shit. Girl #2 starts to feel better, girl #3 and I kinda separate, and later on we all walk to the station together with some random old dude. Girl #3 and I say goodbye, and I take girl #2 home out of fear that she's going to be like dateraped by this old creepy dude.

Girl #2 tries to kiss me when we get to her doorstep and I push her off. She starts crying uncontrollably and I have to calm her down. We say goodbye and agree to be friends at that point, and I start walking home thinking about girl #3. During this time I get a call from my ex girlfriend, who is apparently waiting for me at my apartment. I get home like what the fuck, and she has a $400 watch that she bought for me in Germany as an early Christmas present. She starts crying uncontrollably and says that she still wants me, but understands why I wouldn't want her. She tries to kiss me and I push her off. As I'm talking to her, I notice my phone going off in my pocket repeatedly. When I'm finally able to pry myself off of her, girl #3 had called me like four times. I call her back, and she's crying uncontrollably. Yes, this is the third time in 30 minutes that I had to calm down a crying girl. Apparently girl #2 emailed girl #3 and told her about everything we did.

Shit just got real.

I was so pissed at this point that I told girl #2 to never contact me again and that for all I care, she can go fuck a new guy in a bar every night for the rest of her life. I sent my ex girlfriend the watch back through the postal mail and told her that I didn't want to talk to her ever again, and that I gave her three years to shape her shit up and treat me like a human being. Both girls still continually contacted me, showed up at my place randomly, and did everything in their power to be with me. I'm just glad they never showed up at the same time.

Anyway, the story has a happy ending at least. I ended up dating girl #3, and our relationship has been amazing so far. She isn't psycho like all of the other women I got involved with before, and as it turns out, she didn't really care about the stuff that happened with girl #2 enough to break it off with me. I'm thinking that we'll probably get married in the next year if things stay this way!

My drama story ;_;.

I fucking lost it at "girl#3" and started laughing like a madman. Ace story mate, nice to hear it has a good ending at least!

She lives in my former home-town. Back in Sweden. Which is quite far from where I live now, eh?

Im only 19, but i have spend the past 5 years in and out of the hospital (Leukemia) and am now im total remission. About 2 years ago during one of my never ending hospitalization, I met that sweet girl which was a year older than me who had cystic fibrosis. When you are that sick it is kinda hard to talk about all you feel and such with your parents and your friends since none of them really have gone through such events. Turned out she was the first one I was able to open my heart to and express how I was feeling inside at that time and vice-versa. We became close friends pretty damn quickly and, after couple dates when we were not hospitalized, ended up in a relashionship. I just cannot find the words to describe how good that relationship has been to both of us. I mean I dated soem girls before, but they all ended up failign because of my health issues (which I find rediculous but whatever) and I never loved someone that much. Having someone going through similar difficulties and being able to support each other through the ups and downs of life is priceless. Our relationship lasted a 19 months, her disease took over and she died...in my arms. Its already been 5 months, yet it feels like it was just yesterday. Fighting for your life really opens your eyes on what is true love. I dont think I will be ready to date or to have a relationship fora long time. My friends and family are really supportive so it helps. It'll be hard to find someone like my ex, and she will always be in my heart, but I am pretty sure that one day I will find someone that is worth spending my life with. I'll focus on uni and sc2 for now, until then im better off alone...