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Hooksexup Confessions: Should I Stay or Should I Go?

Posted by spjv840

 

I've been sitting here for the last hour or so staring at Willie Nelson flipping me the bird on my desktop, eating chocolate truffles and wondering if I should run to the store and buy myself a big beer since I'm not really in the mood to write, then decided to stop eating the chocolate, say no the beer and read through some of the latest confessions. Man, you guys are intense with those confessions.

Some of them are really desperate pleas of "I need to get out of this relationship but I don't want to be alone, so I'd rather stay in this bad reltionship." Here are a few recent examples:

"I don't understand why I was so into you. Yeah, you're hot - but you don't satisfy me in any why other than sex and aesthetics. We don't talk about anything meaningful, I hate your friends, you are not smart, and I can't walk around campus without seeing somebody who's had u too. Basically, you are a slut."

"I don't love you anymore. Hell, I don't even LIKE you. I hate so many things about you. I don't understand why I can't bring myself to break up with you."

"I can't believe I ever used to love you. From the place I'm at right now, love is a distant memory. What did I even see in you that was so special it became the focus of my world? As I look back, I am both excited to meet the man of my dreams sometime in the future, but also I am questioning: is love not just a little overrated?"

I find those really depressing to read. What is so hard about being honest and upfront with the person you're with and saying straight out that you aren't into them anymore, or that you're not happy in the relationship? I know, from being on both ends of the relationship stick, that being told from the person you love that he/she doesn't feel the same about you hurts like hell, but it also hurts to be in a relationship you know is stagnant and has no hope of ever really getting anywhere or improving. Staying in a stagnant relationship is way more dangerous and hurtful than saying, "Screw this! I will be alone and, if it is meant to happen, I will meet someone who will love me and appreciate me for all the right reasons."

Then there's this gem, which makes me feel bad about my own insecurities.

"Stop accusing me of cheating on you. Or implying it. Or even thinking about it. It annoys to me to no end that you give me a look every time my phone rings and then start in with the "Can I ask you something" bs. It just makes me actually want to cheat on you. I haven't but I've gotten offers. Maybe I should take somebody up on that. I hate that you don't trust me and I've never done anything to lose your trust."

I wish I could tell this person who sent in the confession that it isn't that easy. That sometimes the person we're with has been through shit that lingers longer than it should. It sure as hell isn't a fun way to be in a relationship, or life, for that matter. It sucks not being able to trust the person you love or not being trusted by the person you love. I'll definitely take notes if anyone has advice.

Any my personal favorite:

"Oh, you bloody motherfucking asshole"

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MikeC said:

I had an ex who was constantly jealous. It didn't matter who. If it was a girl I was accused of having a thing with them. If it was a guy, I was spending too much time with them and not enough with her. Man, she drove me nuts. She was really emotional which made very hard. Breaking up eventually happened and man did it suck to tell her it was over. The pains of relationships. They suck.

September 8, 2008 5:39 PM

leilawylie said:

I wrote the bloody motherfucking asshole one. After I posted it I realized that asshole should have been plural. And yeah, I had been listening a lot to the Martha Wainwright song of the same title. It's deliciously angry.

September 8, 2008 5:47 PM

iamthewaterboy said:

yeah, the confessions. allen ginsberg said the new york times was like an addiction; its bad to be on it, but the withdrawal is really painful. that doesnt really relate. but there is something about the confessions, like seeing a friend for the last time in an open casket. you have to look, and you get haunted.

my last longterm girlfriend, she was messed over by a previous guy who had a completely parallel relationship. three nights here, four nights there. so, in our relationship, a phone call was suspect. a conversation with a woman at a party was a flirt. a contract or a collaboration was a relationship. we never got past it, and oddly, i bring some of the repercussions with me now. relationships, like language, a virus.

September 9, 2008 12:38 PM

Kat said:

I was the author of "I can't believe I ever used to love you. From the place I'm at right now, love is a distant memory. What did I even see in you that was so special it became the focus of my world? As I look back, I am both excited to meet the man of my dreams sometime in the future, but also I am questioning: is love not just a little overrated?"

Just to clear things up, I am not now, nor was I ever, in a relationship with this person.

September 10, 2008 10:26 AM

spjv840 said:

Kat, thanks for the clarification. If you'd like me to edit that part out, please let me know. I guess I just read it from a relationship POV, sorry about that.

September 10, 2008 1:04 PM

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