I'm in love with my best friend.
It's pretty apparent that I'm no good at all at keeping up my journal. I rarely post anything here. But this has been bugging me for some time so I feel that I really need to get it off my chest.
My best friend recently returned from Iraq. Well, he used to be my best friend, through high school. We were ridiculously tight. I always had a tiny little crush on him but nothing ever turned out from it.
After high school, we fell out - hard. I got involved with my ex, who I recently broke up with, after a six year relationship. I could tell my friend was jealous, but he got his own girlfriend and our lives just took completely different directions.
He was deployed to Iraq for his first tour in 2005, when he returned in 2007 after 18 months, we met up for the first time since high school at a party that was full of old friends. It was really great to spend time with him. We promised that we were going to go back to being friends the way we used to be, back in the day. This quickly fell apart though, and here's why.
He'd broken up with his girlfriend. I was still with my boyfriend, and my friend's behavior toward me became increasingly weird and stalkerish. We had one drunk encounter that made me feel very bad about what I was getting myself into, its not that I didn't have any feelings for him, but I was in a committed relationship, I loved my boyfriend, and I hate people who cheat.
I pretty much killed the friendship at that point, and he was deployed to Iraq again. We didn't speak until recently, when he returned from his second tour. He kept texting and calling me, and initially I was avoiding him because of what happened before. But I had recently broken up with my boyfriend, so I felt there was really no harm.
We hung out last week, and I had such a great time with him that now I can't get the motherfucker off my mind. We got pretty wasted and something happened between us. Bottom line is that now, I'm like crazy about him, but suddenly the phone calls and texts have stopped.
I asked him bluntly about this because I don't like my emotions being strung along. He told me he didn't feel any way in particular and that it was the alcohol.
What the fuck?
I don't understand the male species. All I know is I am dreadfully confused and a little depressed at the same time.
My best friend recently returned from Iraq. Well, he used to be my best friend, through high school. We were ridiculously tight. I always had a tiny little crush on him but nothing ever turned out from it.
After high school, we fell out - hard. I got involved with my ex, who I recently broke up with, after a six year relationship. I could tell my friend was jealous, but he got his own girlfriend and our lives just took completely different directions.
He was deployed to Iraq for his first tour in 2005, when he returned in 2007 after 18 months, we met up for the first time since high school at a party that was full of old friends. It was really great to spend time with him. We promised that we were going to go back to being friends the way we used to be, back in the day. This quickly fell apart though, and here's why.
He'd broken up with his girlfriend. I was still with my boyfriend, and my friend's behavior toward me became increasingly weird and stalkerish. We had one drunk encounter that made me feel very bad about what I was getting myself into, its not that I didn't have any feelings for him, but I was in a committed relationship, I loved my boyfriend, and I hate people who cheat.
I pretty much killed the friendship at that point, and he was deployed to Iraq again. We didn't speak until recently, when he returned from his second tour. He kept texting and calling me, and initially I was avoiding him because of what happened before. But I had recently broken up with my boyfriend, so I felt there was really no harm.
We hung out last week, and I had such a great time with him that now I can't get the motherfucker off my mind. We got pretty wasted and something happened between us. Bottom line is that now, I'm like crazy about him, but suddenly the phone calls and texts have stopped.
I asked him bluntly about this because I don't like my emotions being strung along. He told me he didn't feel any way in particular and that it was the alcohol.
What the fuck?
I don't understand the male species. All I know is I am dreadfully confused and a little depressed at the same time.
