I’m a 19 year old young man and have I got a story to tell you!

Well I was in a serious relationship for 8 months, man, i loved her so much. She came into my life when I really needed someone, the first 4 months of the relationship were the most happiest times of my life. I finally found someone that understood me and too be honest, take care of me.

So then came the 4 months after, well i guess you can say it was hell. It starts off when she needed me and I wasnt there for her, she would be looking for me but I would try too stay away. I had her, but I messed it up, one day!! My phone broke and wasnt able too reach her any more, thats when hell came.

She would usually call me on my house phone but she wasnt any more, I was worried!! We started getting into arguments, and soon enough I made the mistake of putting my hands on her, i so regret from the bottom of my heart ever laying a hand on her.

Slowly but surely, she was slippin away, i had too get her back. But she treated me different,there was no love any more and it seemed like she was breaking my heart on purpus.

We broke up for a while, then I found out she was talking to another man, I quickly went too her house and somehow we got back together. but then again, the arguments and fighting came too surface, mostly becuase I thought she wasnt acting the way she was suppose too, I can already tell that something or someone was on her mind, i wanted too erase that, but it just didn’t happen, things got worse.

I was at her house one day and she said she was pregneant, so we were on our way to the clinic when we had another argument, I was infuriated becuase she was acting like a complete B&%$@!! We were playing at first but then she got violent with me and using harsh words, so i banged her door down and helled her too the ground, yelling at her.

Afterwards, I felt really bad for being so violent but deep down I was heart broken becuase my baby wasn’t the same any more. We were talking for a couple of minutes when out of nowhere the police came, I was arrested and put into jail, i was too have no contact with her, so when I got out she called me unexpectedly, but I avoided her.

So a month passed and I found a job and was doing good, but missing her. One day I saw her and man was she looking fine!! I had too talk to her again, according too me, forget the law im gonna talk too her. I did, and surprisingly we actually got along well, but only for a while. Things started to go to hell again, and so we just broke up.

I didn’t want any trouble, and she was mature about us breaking up, she said it would be better if we just break up, it was hard too take after all we’ve been through, but I know its for the best. So I respect her even though she probably hates me, I wish her luck finding someone to take care of her, becuase that’s one girl I should have been taking care of.

My friend introduced me to my ex and his best friend. At first, I didn’t really notice him. I thought he was cute and all, but I didn’t expect him to ask me out three days later and to be such a good guy. We were texting during the weekend and we found out we had some things in common.

By the way he was acting so charming around me, I gradually started falling head over heels with this guy. He would always say the most awesome things–some things most other guys don’t even say. He would even occasionally copy what I would do or say, which was the cutest thing in the world!

We gradually started getting closer and closer. Occasionally we had some hardships..like since I had more experiences with guys, I was always afraid he would do something that he wasn’t supposed to (i.e. talking to other girls behind my back). When he found out I was being this way, he would always CRY and say it didn’t seem like I trusted him.

I did trust him, but to a certain extent, to be honest. And I had previous knowledge of guys by my father saying “the only thing men want in a relationship is sex; especially when we barely knew each other before he asked me out”, so I would always panic. Especially when we were already physical in our relationship. Now its been almost ten months together–and he breaks up with me.

Why? A couple of reasons. He tells me the “main” one, which is because “we had become TOO physical..we would never do anything else [besides making out]” and “we just didn’t have enough in common”. Now I think one of the reasons why we would never do anything else is because my dad wouldn’t let us because my dad didn’t like him at all.

He wouldn’t let me go to his house–a common place to do stuff HE likes (i.e. video games). The other reason which I personally think IS the MAIN reason: my panicking and lack of trust and respect for him. Now since we’ve broken up, we only talked for three days in a row on the phone, and last Sunday he texted me to see how I was doing.

I am aware this is the sign that he still thinks about me, even though we’re currently mutual friends, but does he really still love me? And honestly, this doesn’t make any sense because we’ve stayed together for so long and even THREE girls (two which I didn’t even know) came up to me and said, “He seems so happy when he’s with you.”

So I thought I was being a good girlfriend..and I think this whole thing was my fault. And I really want him back to not just be a better girlfriend..but to care and love him..just like how we did ten months ago. What can I do?