Rosaline Maruco's Story

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Hi, my name is Rosaline Maruco and I have a story to tell you. Yes, it is my story, and it is a relatively sad story. But my story is between me, a boy named Michael, and another boy named Tim. My story takes place between my freshmen year, the summer before my sophomore year and where I am right now, which as this is being written is late September early October. You can say that my story is typical and maybe it isn't, that is your decision to make.

I told you that my story was going to start my freshmen year, well here goes. I don't exactly remember the month or exact date but I know that high school is hell. In high school you change a lot and do things that you once thought that you would never do. I didn't worry about what anyone thought of me or their feelings towards me, I didn't care. It wasn't until the end of my school's fall play did I start thinking that I was falling for someone. His name was Michael and Michael was a senior. I had previously had something with my friend Tim and it was still kind of there, but I didn't really acknowledge it and I should've. My relationship with Michael was fine at first and I basically forgot about Tim. My relationship with Michael lasted three months and toward the last month I started to realize that Michael was not the person I wanted to be with for many reasons.

Most reasons being because he pressured me into doing things that I didn't want to do and after I did do it I felt awful, but I'm not going to go into detail with that. And because I didn't get what I put in. What I mean is whenever he was upset I did what I could to help, but if I was upset he would just say "Let me know when you are done being mad". It wasn't something that I could put up with, it was the shock at first and then I started to point it out and he got mad. Toward the end I said I wanted to breakup and this was the summer before my sophomore year had started. He begged me "Please give me a second chance," "I'll change," and so on, which I agreed to but not really wanting to. I gave that about two weeks and I broke up with him because my feelings weren't there and there was no point in stringing him alone. For Michael the feelings were there but for me they were beyond gone. The time came for me to break up with him so I had all the stuff he got for me in a bag and I took it down to the parking lot with me, meanwhile my sister and her boyfriend were right behind me in case something happened. Michael pulled in and I got in the car so we could talk. I explained to him why I wanted to break up but before I could he looked in the bag, took some of the stuff and basically threw the rest at me and told me to keep it. After that I was able to explain and he tried to argue with me but I told him he needed to let me explain what was going through my mind. See, toward the end I spent a lot of my time with my two very good friends, Seth and yes Tim. Tim had nothing to do with any of this. But I was able to break up with Michael and it sucked because him and I were together for three months and went through a lot together. Luckily he didn't cry, but after I got out of the car, no sooner did I shut the door he sped off. Whatever floats your boat dude, I took what he threw at me and went to stand by my sister while he sped off. I think it's funny because I went upstairs and logged onto Facebook because I was going to change all of my information when he messaged me and said "Don't forget to change your relationship status," I just said "I was working on that right now" and "I just did" when I finished. A few weeks later he unfriended me. I felt like an absolutely horrible person because he still had really strong feelings for me and I rejected him, but I knew what I did was for the best so I went with it. For the rest of my summer I hung out with Seth and Tim every day. People are absolutely right when they say that hanging out with your friends after a breakup is the best thing you can do. I did, and they helped so much.

Which leads me to my sophomore year, the classes suck and everybody asked me about Michael and I had to tell them that we broke up. Not exactly the best feeling in the world especially with them asking "Why", and "Did he break up with you, or did you break up with him". I simply told them "I broke up with him and it was a really long story". On September 5th Tim asked me out and I said yes. I felt that it had been long enough since my breakup with Michael and I am super happy with Tim, most of the time. But anyway, I am absolutely happy to admit that Michael isn't a part of my life and I don't think about him. My advice to anyone that reads my story: listen to your older siblings about some relationship advice, don't stay with someone if you end up turning away your family and friends, if you are a freshman and he is a senior STAY AWAY!!! I know they seem awesome and sweet but a lot of them turn out to be too much to handle, plus trying to juggle their jobs, school, and your own stuff is really hard and sucks. If you figure that stuff out then great, more power to you, but fair warning it is really hard. And lastly, you go through a lot of changes in high school, become the person that you want to be. If a boy or a girl is changing you into someone that you don't want to be then I suggest cutting them out of your life. I know it sucks but you turn out to be stronger and you will feel so much better, trust me, I went through all of this. Stay with the people that make you feel good and don't make apologies when you cut out the toxic people.

XOXO Rosaline Maruco.