Sebastian came into my life when I was not expecting
to meet a man. I truly believed in fate
and that there is someone for everyone. I also believed that I had found that in
Sebastian. He was definitely my soul
mate. I could share things with him and
not be judged. He would listen and show concern when I told him what was on my
mind. He could even recall what I had
told him at a later time; a memory like an
elephant! He was a wonderful person who brightened my life. I wanted to share
everything I had with him. I was willing
to make all of his pain, stress and suffering go away. I did not want to expect anything or be on a
different level with him. I knew that I
really cared for Sebastian. He would tell me that he loved and wanted to be with me as
well. When we were together, I felt that
I was very important to him. I must tell
you that I was truly happy, emotionally and physically with Sebastian. The more
time that we would spend together; the more time I wanted to spend with him.
After our relationship was in full swing, Sebastian would disappear. What I
mean is, when I would call him, he would not return my calls for hours or even days. Hell, I may not hear from him for weeks I would send text messages and would receive no responses. When
he called or texted, his excuse always had something to do with work.
When Sebastian did return my calls, he would tell me that he
was still fully vested in our relationship. He told me worry when he would tell me that it
was over. He never understood how his disappearing acts
bothered me. You know my dumb, green,
blinded by love ass, believed him and keep the faith in our relationship.
Sometimes I would feel
like his 'pick up girl'. Meaning, when he was ready to deal with me, then he
would. I would ask him about me being
his pick up girl and of course, he would say "no." We kept our relationship hidden for a while. I am not sure exactly why
we kept it hidden back then, but I have a new understand of the situation. We kept it
hidden because he was in a relationship with his son’s mother that he lied to
me about. He told me that he was not in a relationship with her but kept close communication
with her because of Travis, so he claimed.
Sebastian would even leave me out of situations, so as not to deal with the fact
that people would know the truth about us.
Other times I felt like
his trophy. When he would invite me out
on business trips, I had to dress and look the part. He introduced me to his
coworkers as his girlfriend. We would
take vacations together. We would go on
family outings. He would buy me expensive things but when he had enough, he would not call. As if he was putting me back in his trophy
case for future use when the time was right. This went on for years! Again, I accepted this
because my dumb, green, blinded by love ass believed him.
I also felt as if I was on an emotional roller
coaster with no way of getting off. I
hate to show emotion in any relationship, because some men don’t know how to
deal with the emotional aspect of a situation. So, I would not let him know when things would
bother me or did not want him to get angry with me.
The beginning of the turning point in our
relationship came when Sebastian was in the supermarket and his son’s mother
approached him. He abruptly hung up the phone on me! Who does that? I know a liar! Right then and there, I realized that there
was something going on with him and his son’s mom much more than he had told me! He called me back and TRIED to explain what happened.
He gave me a sob story that he did not want her to be hurt knowing that he was
on the phone with someone else. Wait, what?
Why would she care if the two of you aren’t together? Again, my dumb, green, blinded by love ass, took what he said as face value, and kept the faith in our relationship.
The last straw came when we were at a football
game. His phone rang while he was getting
our food and the name that popped up on his phone was Marcus. The message that went along with that name
was, “Hey, it is raining here and I was just checking in on you. Be careful and
see you when you get back baby.” WTF?? Am I
dating a down low brother? My heart
stopped and I could not get a breath out.
I did something that I thought I would never do, I opened his phone and
looked at the messages between him and Marcus.
Well, of course you can guess, 'Marcus' was a code name
for some random chick. He was telling
this girl he loved her and he missed her.
They had been messing around for a long period of time. They had been on vacations and she was in
love with him. My heart was shattered
and I could not believe this man would do this to me. The man that had me setting up visits to see
homes for us to move into. The man that
had me planning moving arrangements and had me packing up his house. The man that told me that we were soul mates
and that I was his completion. The man
that LIED, period! So it was no more being dumb, green and blinded by love shit, it was over!
A few months passed, when I learned that he and this
random chick was expecting a child and they were to get married. Talk about a great blow to me! The feeling I had was the same feeling Carrie
had in the movie, Sex and the City. You know the part when Big did not get out of car at the wedding!
I, like Carrie, stayed in bed for several days. I did not eat anything. Did not talk to anyone and tried to mask my
feelings when I had to go to work. I
lost about 15-20 pounds due to a broken heart.
I never cried so much even after losing my father! This man broke me down.
Two years later, he and I ran into each other. He apologized for hurting me. However, the damage had been done. There was nothing that he could say to make things right. I accepted his apology because I needed to have closure, but I will not forget what he did to me.
Two years later, he and I ran into each other. He apologized for hurting me. However, the damage had been done. There was nothing that he could say to make things right. I accepted his apology because I needed to have closure, but I will not forget what he did to me.
So today, I can say that this is why I have not let men get
that close to me. This pain was real, and because of this pain, I am truly not the same girl anymore. I do not want anyone to be able to break me
again. However, I am, well I believe I
am, stronger and my heart is locked and secure!
I really liked this post. I can relate to this.
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DeleteNice Post! I can def understand the hurt, but you know what, I don't have any expectations out of humans anymore because they do what the hell they want, they are confused, and don't have any clue what they are doing. I learned not to put my faith in anybody but GOD, thats it. www.blackconvo.info
ReplyDeleteThank you! You are exactly right! Having faith in God actually got me out of my depression and started living again.
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