Hello, I guess I’m looking for some advice here, like everyone else. First off, I’d like to tell you a little about my situation.
My girlfriend broke up with me about 3 months ago. We were together almost 2 years and have been friends for 4. Best friends, I might add. She was the best friend I ever had.
We met online. She lives in Trinidad and I live in the United States. Neither of us have a lot of money and she’s now taking classes at a prestigious art university online which required her to save up most of her money. My point is, we didn’t meet. She broke up with me a week before she was going to come visit. We had already bought her plane ticket and had everything ready to go. She was even mostly packed, but at the last minute decided that she doesn’t want to come and that on top of it, she’s going to break up with me.
Now I didn’t take it very well. In that list of mistakes you shouldn’t make when you break up, I made pretty much all of them. I was needy, clingly, I begged, I messaged her way too much, I cried on the phone almost every time we spoke, I was very unstable and pretty much made an ass of myself. She said “Let’s not talk for a month.” and I couldn’t believe it at the time. One minute I’m expecting the happiest day of my life meeting her in person, the next, I can’t talk to her for a month. I didn’t give her as much space as she wanted. I wrote her a few long letters and emails during the month and after it was over we talked for about a week and she requested another month, sort of a do-over. This time, I didn’t bother her at all.
One of my best friends is friends with her as well and he kind of mediated this agreement between us. He also relayed a lot of things that she was unhappy with in the relationship. A lot of the reasons why she broke up with me that I didn’t quite understand. A few of them being, me not showing initiative or taking action enough. Not handling things pre-emptively. Instead of spending money on really nice romantic things, I instead spent a lot of money on apology things for messing up. I should have gone to visit her without a big plan. I honestly don’t know why I didn’t when I could have. She was my only real girlfriend, and the only person I’ve ever truly loved, so for the rest of the month I worked on these things and I also worked on myself. I still had her in mind obviously, but I wanted to come back like a new person. I did pretty well until the month ended and we spoke again.
Our first conversation (a skype call. Her request) went very well. We talked for like 4 hours and it almost felt like old times. I tried to keep my cool and not bother her too much during the week and she said we could talk again on thursday so I waited and then we talked. During our talk on thursday she said she had a date on saturday and that’s when I broke again. One thing lead to another in the conversation and an hour later I was balling on the sidewalk because of a story about a guy who she’s “not really dating but kind of” brought her soup when she was sick and doing things like that are what I was missing, what she was missing, and it just hurt so bad because I wanted to do little things like this for her.
She was still understanding and we talked a bit afterwards, but it was the start of a downward spiral. I started to panic, started to message her way too much. I was sending her long messages at 6 am and pretty much making all the mistakes I could. I wasn’t thinking and I took myself way back to pretty much the point where we broke up. Maybe even further. She got so angry at me. Angrier than I’ve ever seen her before. She told me “Maybe we should just be exes. We’re not friends. You’re literally cyber-stalking me. Go away. Back off. You messaged me even though we agreed not to, you’ve abused and wasted my time. You’re fucking crazy. You’re an unstable man trying to get back into my life.” etc. I said I was sorry many many times. (“You’re always fucking sorry!”) and I said I would stop. That I can control myself. The last thing she said was “Cool. Don’t message me unless I message you.”. That was… about 4 days ago.
I have never felt this low. I feel like I fucked up so bad. She was my best friend and I really loved her. I realize that long distance relationships are difficult but she was worth all of it to me. She still is. I mean… that’s why I’m on here. I don’t know what to do.
My family and friends told me to leave her be for 2 weeks. Give her some space. One of my friends said I should give her the bear she gave me. This bear, his name is Alec. He was her favorite stuffed animal and she gave him to me to take places, take pictures of him, let him experience the world outside of Trinidad. We always joked that he was like our fuzzy child. He is a very special bond between us and throughout this breakup I’ve really clung to him, and she knows. She told my friend that she hates how attached to that bear I am. That it seems like I’m clinging to the past.
So now I’m kind of at a loss of what to do. I can’t say anything to her without violating what she told me to do again, and while she hasn’t blocked me from anything and is still friends with me on facebook, instagram, whatsapp, etc., I don’t think it would be a good idea to say anything to her. I’ve said sorry so many times it doesn’t matter anymore and I feel like anything else I say, she’ll just see as me trying to push my way back in. My friend said that sending her Alec without any sort of messages or notes or anything would say a lot without having to say anything and on top of that, it’s something she would not be expecting.
Right now, my plan is to wait 2 weeks, then send Alec to her via fedex in a box with nothing else, hope she says something to me when she gets him and try to initiate a dialogue there, meanwhile, trying to put myself into a much more stable mindset.
Right now, my goal is really just to be on a talking level with her. I want to be her friend again, but with the feelings I have I’m worried that I can’t. I don’t want to make the same mistakes I made before. I don’t want to cry on the phone with her anymore. I miss my best friend as much as I miss my girlfriend.
I realize this is long, and I thank anyone who bothers to read it, and I thank you even more if you give me some advice.