get her back

Its tough. i’m going through the same shit here. I can only think about getting her back, but I won’t go with a direct approach.

That is, I know better than to just pretend nothing happened and also know A LOT better than to be acting needy. In the past maybe, but learned that doesn’t work. At all. Ever.

Me and my girl broke up three weeks ago. I’ve tried getting over her. Not exactly sure what that looks like so I’m going with another option: try and get her back. I’m kinda aware that this doesn’t have a high success rate and also am aware that the problems that existed then possibly still exist now. But yet, I’m beyond rationalising at this point. I’m wholly given over to the idea that if I don’t have her now, I need to be at least trying to get her back. Otherwise I will be deeply unhappy.

So what am I going to do?

Avoid her. Hit the gym. Get myself back in shape (I was in shape when we first started going out but kinda let that slide). Then re-present myself to her. She’ll go for it, I know her.

Again, I kinda know that this isn’t great thinking, but, then again, its the only thing that will keep me happy. I love her. I therefore have no other interest in any other girl. I therefore cannot motivate myself in any direction, except in a direction towards her. I also know that us getting back together right now would be a bad idea. We need time apart. We need to change as people. Or evolve or whatever.

For the first time since the breakup I feel motivated.

I think she’s… Over me. Like… Completely. I can’t believe it. She’s really moved on. She’s not even holding on to me at all. Well. Time to get really drunk. Maybe I’ll die. Hopefully.

Fuck my life, God. God, you’re a piece of shit. I hate you, and I hope with all in me that you don’t exist.

All right. I bought and read George Karanastasis’ book at getyourexgirlfriendback.com. So, now, I know everything I need to know to get her back. It’s… It’s so simple. I just wish I would’ve gotten this freaking book a long time ago.

I… I suffocated her. I became the annoying, needy boyfriend, and she had to be too much the man in the relationship, which is definitely not what she wanted. I got concerned about everything, and that led me to become something I never thought I would become.

CONFIDENCE. That’s what almost every girl wants from a guy. All you guys, remember that. Don’t listen to all that BS they say about “sensitivity.” Yeah, they want a nice, sweet, respectful guy that treats them right. Duh. But most importantly, they want a guy who gives them a sense of SECURITY. Damn. I wish I knew this earlier!

I used to walk around like I owned the place. Everywhere. I wasn’t full of myself or stuck up. I was just so okay with who I was and where I was going. It was my world, and everyone else was living in it. I need to get that glowing aura of confidence back. I can’t keep talking to her. I need to convince her (and myself) that I CAN live without her. That she’s a want, not a need. Yes, I want her SOOOO badly, but I can’t tell myself that I need her. I need to be cool and casual whenever I see or talk to her. No getting excited whenever things take a turn for the better. No begging.

From here on out, I’m not Jesse Rogers anymore. I’m Jesse God Damn Awesome Rogers. I have to be. I have to just… Be ALMOST overconfident. Cool and collected.

Okay, so… I figured that when I said goodbye to her, saying, “Ana, I love you. I’ll always be willing to take you back if you’re for real about it,” was a good idea. WRONG.

According to George Karanastasis, that’s one of the worst things I can do. DAMMIT. If only I had a time machine. I guess I’m just going to have to wait for his next free subscribed email…

Okay, so… Today, she pretty much told me she wanted nothing to do with me. She said, “I need to be done with this. We’re both single now, and we’re still talking. I just… I can’t do this anymore.”

Yeah, if there were any remains of confidence, or my HEART, for that matter, it’s been crushed into a fine powder today. I think I’m still in shock. Her words hit me like a freight train.

I don’t know what to do. I feel nothing but heartache right now, and I don’t think it’s all hit me yet. I… I want to move on, but I see it as an impossibility! There’s this cute girl, Nicole, who I’m talking to. I feel like I like her, but at the same time, I wonder if I’m just lonely. What if I really don’t even care about her? That’s not fair to anyone.

And I don’t want to just be searching for affection in all the wrong places. SO many girls at my school would just LOVE to use me for sex. I can’t tell which ones are for real or not. I don’t want to be a whore after this relationship.

It’s… It’s still not over. Until she says, “I do,” standing next to another man at the altar, it’s not over. I’ll gladly leave whoever I’m with for her if she wants to come back to me a year, or even 20 years from now. I miss her so much…

I’ll give Nicole a chance, I guess… She’s a nice girl. At least she can keep me occupied and less lonely for a while…

Ana… I love you. I’ve always loved you, and I always will. I hope you come to your senses…

-Jess

Holy. Crap. I’m miserable. What is going on? She loves me so much. I know she does. She’s such an amazing person… But she’s been treating me like crap all day. She won’t say more than two words to me. It’s not like I’m … I’m not nagging her. I’m trying really hard not to pester her at all.

We had an amazing conversation today… I asked her, “Would you rather have a dinosaur that you can ride everywhere you go, or would you want a smart, talking dinosaur that you can have conversation with, but thinks he’s too dignified to be ridden?”

It was such a great talk. I was making her laugh and smile. I thought maybe she’d be remembering why she fell in love with me in the first place… All the sudden, she just said, ”...I should go.” She didn’t even tell me she loves me. It’s… TORTURE.

Someone, please. Read this goal. Someone who knows what to do, please tell me. Please, give me some insight into what she might be thinking. I need it so badly. Why doesn’t she come back. She seems to want to. Or… Seemed…

Is the smartest person in the world. Honestly, I’m never one to read books about how to do things, but if I had the money, I’d absolutely buy his book. It’s on the sponsored link on the right. GetYourExGirlfriendBack.com. He’s a genius. I’ve received subscription emails from him for downloading his report, and it’s honestly like he can read my mind, or has been observing my break-up exclusively. I wonder if he has… :|

He really knows what he’s talking about. Maybe I can get enough insight from his free emails that I can figure out what to do to get her back…

So… I just realized something. I’m just hurting my own cause. For a week after we broke up, I was pathetic. I begged her to come back me. I promised her I’d do anything she wanted.

God, I’m an IDIOT. How did I expect that to work? Does she want to be with a needy, sniveling little pansy? No. She wants a man, not a boy. I need to give her space, and not try to talk to her. I’ll let her realize how much she wants to be with me on her own. Well… That might not work, but it’ll be better than pestering her and making her HATE me.

Maybe I’ll buy that book… I don’t know. Is $50 worth it for something I don’t know about? Hmm… Anyway. I need to step up and make her want me back. No more begging. Time to be a man.

Huh. Yesterday, she called me and wanted me to come meet her. She said it would help to look in my eyes. We talked for while, and she told me things I already knew. All the sudden, she leaned in and kissed me. I didn’t kiss her back. I was afraid that if I did, I’d get my hopes up, lining me up for even more heartbreak down the road. But, I couldn’t resist. I kissed her back. We got increasingly intimate.

Ugh, I love this girl too much for my own good. I think I made some progress. I need some advice from some friemds.

I dated a girl for over a year and loved (and still do love her) with all my heart. I gave all of myself to her. I gave up everything. I feel so empty without her. She left me with the mess, and now I’m weak and vulnerable. I’m a cheap drunk, so I hope that I don’t let girls take advantage of me. I don’t want to be seeking affection in all the wrong places. I don’t want to let this turn me into something I’m not. I don’t want to be a whore because of this. I’m going to get her back.