Hi, this is my first time to post my pain on a web site. I just need someone to share with it.
I have been trapped by heavy depression that even solicits me to kill myself these days. It started when a girl, who I really fell in love with, left a town four days ago.
Since last year when I first saw her and had enjoyable conversations with her in a coffee shop, she really got me. I asked her out several times but she did not agree, saying she would like but she was too busy. I could swallow it and tried to keep a distance from her. Then she approached me instead of. We made several appointments to have coffee or to study together. However, she did not call me back and those appointments did not realize.
I did not upset because I think I really liked her. I believed that she also found some connection with me and I just wanted the right timing to come. Strangely, I had kind of fun by fantasizing about being with her someday. That was why I did not ask her whether she had a boy friend. I think she did one, who was out of a town, though.
As such, we were still cool. When we ran into on a street or in a class, we had a very short but fun time to chitchat. Even she then showed her some sweetness to me. And then, I asked her to go out again. She replied me that when she had a time, she would call me. I waited one month but my phone never rang. It was very disappointing and then I decided to avoid her. I still really liked her, though.
Three months after, we bumped into and a couple days later finally went out together. I had a great time and I thought she did, too. My passiveness might be wrong but I did not want her to go out with me again if she felt uncomfortable. So, I just asked her to call me up when she wanted to see me, saying I would not call her up. She said to me she would. I waited and waited. Again, waiting was kind of fun to me, allowing me to fantasize about her. I knew she would move out in two months. So, I expected her to call me up at least one time before she took off. But she did not. The next day she left a town a huge pain crushed me. Still, I just cry, drink and throw up again and again. I feel empty, dark and depressed because every little thing reminds me of her.
You might say that I should have called her up but I believed in her to the last minutes that she would give me a call. You might also say that I am a kind of creepy that cannot stop thinking of a just girl, not even a girl friend. Furthermore, you might say that she was mean to me. However even I don't know why I suffer from so serious pain that solicits suicide. Maybe, I am a recent graduate and my job will start one month later. So, I have too much time to think. Maybe, I do not have either many friends or trustful ones to share with this. Maybe, I have a regret that I did the similar thing to a girl, who really liked to me. Maybe, I am so vulnerable that I committed suicide before. It sounds cheap, she was the best girl I have ever met. I still like her. I really do
If anyone have any thought on my situation, please drop me a line.