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Last November (2013) me and this boy from my church started dating, we had dated one time before that but it wasn’t really dating it was still a title thing at that point. I thought when we got together that God had finally answered my prayers and we were both so happy. We dated for 10 months and a week total. During the 10 months we didn’t fight much but in early spring this year I received the tragic news that my best Friend was killed in a car accident. I was crushed and this was one of the lowest points in my life but he was still there and helped me through that time and was loving even when I couldn’t be. We spent the whole summer together and it was absolutely amazing!! We went to different schools, so when school started back it was kind of challenging. But for a short time we made it work! One Friday night our schools played each other. Well I thought this was the perfect opportunity to go on a date after the game. (Little did I know that this would be our last date) the date went great and we started to say goodbye and something seemed to bother him so I asked if there was anything wrong. And then he proceeded to tell me that he didn’t know if he want me or this relationship anymore and that we were 17 and we don’t know what love is or what it was suppose to feel like. It crushed me! To pieces!! Of course during the relationship I prayed and asked God if he was the one for me? And everytime I asked I got this overwhelming calming and soothing peace. And I was happy . Well when we broke up I did something I shouldn’t have done, I questioned God. I said well I’m a good girl I don’t drink, smoke or sleep around and I went to church and enjoyed myself and I loved reading the bible I couldn’t get enough so why is it that bad girls who do all those things get to keep their boyfriends? I was jealous and angry about all the trials that had went on and I just didn’t understand. Of course sense that time he’s talked to other girls and I’ve talked to other boys but nothing feels right I feel nothing when I talked to those boys. I wouldn’t say that this boy was my first love because my first love passed away. The pain got alittle better when I finally realized that God didn’t take this boy away from me he was the one that decided to leave, I still think this boy is the one till this day it’s just harder to see now. I miss him so much!! Everytime that feeling comes on like thinking about him and getting depressed I just pray until it stops. What does this all mean?
|December 3, 2014 at 06:00|
Some of this may not be what you want to hear, but I will proceed regardless…
|December 3, 2014 at 12:26|
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