I was relieved. I don't like it when people hate me, although this would have been well deserved. She said she was sorry for how she acted, that we could still be friends. Now here's where things get real confusing. Come February she asks me out. Ok, I'm willing to try this again. We've had some time to ourselves and to get to know each other. Timing was not Susan's greatest ally, however, as she was in Hawaii when she asked me out. By the time she got back, she had decided against going out with me. Now I'm a little annoyed, but glad it didn't go too far this time and end with me putting my foot in my mouth. Did I mention she has social anxiety? Probably important.
Anyway, one day we're talking, and I don't know how the conversation got to dating, but it did, and I ended up asking her out a third time. She agreed again, but within a few hours she decided it was a bad idea. Now I was done. I got the message. I wasn't gonna be with Susan. And I left well enough alone. We stayed friends for years. Until August 2015 actually. It was at that point she come out of the blue wanting to start dating again, claiming her anxiety is much more under control. To her credit, she was right. We actually got to have not one, but two dates this time around. A big step forward for her. She bought me a Zelda themed set of pendants for my birthday, which I still have, and will for a long time. Things were going so well, and I was glad to have something familiar in my life, as I had just transferred to a new college, that I decided to buy her a Claddagh ring, a traditional Irish ring symbolizing friendship, love, and even engagements, depending on how you wear it. I never got to give it to her though, as she broke up with me again a few weeks after my birthday. At this point, my brother is calling me an idiot nine ways to Sunday, and I guess some would say he was right. Maybe I'm too forgiving. We ended on good terms though. We had been friends for 3 years, I wasn't gonna throw that away now. And I was fine to leave it at that.
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Finding Forever
Kısa HikayeA short story about finding your soulmate. Or lack thereof, in my case. A true story that is a testament to my great stupidity, and even greater luck.
