I've been considering writing my story here for a long time, but I tend to get exhausted with how many details there are, how deep the story goes, and I'm someone who can easily write huge posts to fulfill how much I feel I need to write sometimes.
At the very end of it all her friends were telling me they were starting to have a relationship, around each other all the time, even talking to her he was sitting practically on top of her right there while I was on the phone- then I saw it...she went to prom and he was her date. I felt defeated...it hurt, so much. People counseled me, so many people, but I couldn't believe that this was just some teenage love crap that would go away. It hasn't. Its been with me daily since 2009...Life since wasn't the same, and I have this constant feeling like something isn't right. I kept in contact with her, because I love her to this day in a way that no one does. Later on in '09 I spoke with her and she was having a baby with him...that seemed to seal the deal that it was fate that we were officially done for good.
We're still friends on social media, but we haven't talked in a couple years....and the sad part is, our messages- every entry is a happy birthday because thats the only thing we say to each other anymore...
Take some comfort knowing that at least one other person who's browsed this board is going through a similar ordeal. All we can do is enjoy the fact that we had the opportunity to love at all, and go into our lonely endgames with some dignity.
I thought I was in the same boat. Then I met the woman sleeping next to me. Yes, this is a different route, but it doesn't have to be a bad or grey end.
I can't relate. I've been in relationships with boundary issues like you've stated but toil and travail have taken the relative luxury of that sort of naïve love from my reach and thankfully from my mind. I work so much that I could scarcely imagine putting so much time into talking to a woman or anything else for that matter.