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Hormone fueled teenage puppy love only counts for half points.

Do we get any points for virgin/virgin?

There's nothing embarrassing about that as a simple fact.

Not a relationship per say. But there was this guy in high school I liked. And I asked him to a dance. He said yes. Then a week later he told me that he had forgotten he had plans. And I believed it and still liked him. So I asked him out on a date a few weeks later. He did go on that, but he barely talked. And then ignored me at school. I finally got the hint, sort of, but I kept crushing on him until I graduated mostly because he was really hot.

Turns out he was not at all interested but for some reason couldn't say it (and was also weirded out at being asked out by a girl rather than the other way around) and was mocking me and my looks behind my back and was basically a complete jerk. My sister knew all this but never told me until we were both adults and long past the whole situation.

ugh people like that piss me OFF. What a turd.

I have two hormone fueled teenage puppy love stories for you from high school. Though while they're a bit embarrassing, I don't regret them.

It started when I transferred to a new, smaller high school in my sophomore year. I was introduced to some friendly people and got along fine with everyone in this small little group. And well, one of the guys in that group had an interest in me. He was cute, in his senior year, and I just wanted something fun at the time. We went on a few dates and made out at his house when he was home alone. He was also really into Star Wars, so that won big points with me. He even showed me a light saber replica he had that we could make jokes about. But after a few weeks he broke up with me because he heard a rumor that I was gay (which was only half true; I'm bisexual) and he didn't want to progress things with someone who was "confused".

So that was kind of hilarious and embarrassing at the time for me? When he found out that I was bisexual he wanted to get back together, but by then I had moved on.

The next one was more of the typical stupid "love/hate" teenage relationship that belonged more in a Degrassi episode. I was finishing my sophomore year when I met him. He was bisexual too, so we both kind of clicked on that. It turned out some of our interests were the same, so we hung out a lot after school at the beach or the mall. But even though he was very handsome, he was severely moody and the typical bad boy. We had a lot of tiffs with each other over some disrespectful comments or things he would do, and he'd always try to make it up to me, and I'd always forgive him. But he didn't respect my boundaries because I wanted to take things slow, so I eventually broke it off with him.

He didn't take too well to it. In fact, he became a massive cockblock and acted possessive of me even when we had broken up. He almost interfered with my next relationship with my first serious girlfriend.

So I guess those relationships were rather embarrassing and ones I wouldn't recommend people have, but I don't regret them because they taught me lessons in life and what I didn't want in future relationships. The first taught me that I didn't want someone who was so insecure that they couldn't trust me or ask me about something that was bothering them so we could talk it out. And the latter taught me that I would never date a "bad boy" or a "bad girl" ever again. They're too much drama with little reward. So from that experience I learned I would only settle for people who respected me 100% and kept kind-hearted company around them.

In university I dated a guy who would come visit me and then spend the whole weekend playing Magic with the campus group instead of being with me. Eventually he ended up demanding that I stop seeing my male friends. Friends I lived with in residence. That was the moment I dumped his ass.

He was ugly, and stupid about sex, and condescending to me as well.

The ugliest of my boyfriends have invariably been the most possessive, condescending and dickish. WTF?

They actually swing a free pass for a while because I don't believe it's happening, that someone with obviously fewer romantic options than the norm would be that stupid as well.

I'm so glad you dumped this guy before it got worse. It definitely gets worse if you don't dump them in time.

I haven't necessarily noticed a correlation between attractiveness and possessiveness but I have noticed one with insecurity. If anything getting dumped for that behavior makes them even more paranoid and jealous the next time they get a chance with someone.

Someone sounds bitter.

That would be you.

Re: Most embarrassing relationship you have been in.

(Anonymous) - 2014-03-12 02:14 (UTC) - Expand

When I was having a really bad time of it I accidentally started dating a guy from pof.

I have no idea how it happened. I could barely work up the nerve to text with people I was actually interested in.

I was incredibly passive the entire time. We did whatever he wanted whenever he wanted and I just... was there and strangely invested in being the absolute perfect girlfriend to this random.

He was kind of awful. At the time I didn't really have an opinion about him as strange as it sounds. Looking back I hate everything about him. He was a crude, boring, selfish, wannabe jock with shitty taste and no sense of humor who could only talk about playing football in high school, how much he intimidated other people, and the fights he almost got into. He enjoyed being rude to male employees. He was also in denial about being a deadbeat dad to top it off.

The only time I ever voiced an opinion about what I wanted to do was when I asked if we could go to the zoo. I was excited about it (or at least what passed it for me then) for a week. I finally had something to talk about when my coworkers asked what was up with me: I was going to the zoo!

The day of on the drive to the zoo he decided to stop at a tattoo parlor and price a tattoo (name of the kid he never saw or supported) he was thinking about getting someday. Then after that he decided to check with another tattoo artist he knew from high school and we spent the day driving around to tattoo parlors and running errands until the zoo closed.

I am ashamed to admit I never came to my senses and dumped him. What happened was one day I was feeling not so blank and made a nerdy pun and he got really irritated, physically jerked his arm away from me, and changed the subject. I didn't say anything at the time and went back to noncommittal responses but like three days later in the middle of him retelling yet another story from his high school days I asked him if he liked me. Cue it immediately, without any further dialogue from me, turning into him throwing a big histrionic about how if he couldn't make me happy by treating me like a non-entity that was my fault and I was hurting his feelings?

Again, didn't dump him.

A couple days later I got irritated that we were yet AGAIN watching sopranos on dvd instead of the new episode of the only tv show I was interested in at the time and asked why he never asked me what I wanted to watch. He blew up and said he was tired of having this argument "over and over and over" again and I apologized and asked him what he wanted for dinner. The next day when I was at work he texted me that he wanted to take a break and a bunch of other stuff that made it obvious this was a manipulative tactic. For a whole hot second I felt like a failure (?) and wanted to cry but then it passed and I texted back that I just wanted to break up.

But yeah, to this day sometimes I get to try to figure out why the hell I dated him when he suddenly texts me or I'll cringe when I randomly realize people know I dated him.

Oh god, that sounds awful. At least you cut him out of your life though. He sounds like he's going to end up in prison soon.

*hugs*

I'm sorry that happened to you.

soooooo glad you got out of that one! What a loser. :(

holy crap, this guy sounds like my ex.

The one and only time I agreed to date someone. I was 14 or 15 at the time, he was a couple of years older, we had a mutual friend and we hung out as a group nearly every day over the school holidays. He was normal. Didn't have much to say to me.

Then he got my number and asked me out in a text message. I said yes because I had never been asked out before and young me thought that saying yes was the normal response. For some reason I didn't even ask myself if I liked him or not. Looking back on this I was probably not firing on all cylinders at the time. I was trying so hard to act "normal" that I was sort of a robot. Grief does weird things to people.

Anyway. We "dated" for about three months. In that time we never went on an actual date, never kissed, never spent time alone, didn't have any actual conversations except via text message, and never held hands.

I guess he was just shy and I was too much of an oblivious, emotionless void of a human being to pick up on anything at the time. I didn't even think he was that into me, except for the million text messages he sent me every day. Eventually this got so annoying that I dumped him and he apparently spent a week in his room crying and looking at pictures of me.

I feel sort of bad now, but I just genuinely couldn't care about anything or anyone at the time, had no adults to go to for advice, and didn't know what else to do.

I've only ever been in two relationships, so it's gotta be my first one where I was constantly making out with one of the biggest nerds in the school in public. (Bear in mind that I was also one of the biggest nerds in school.) I don't even really like kissing, so I have no clue why I felt compelled to constantly have my tongue down his throat.

sa

In retrospect, it was probably even more embarrassing for him, since I turned out to be a guy and he's straight.

I initially read that as "I turned out to be a gay and he's straight." and had to do a wtf reread.

Re: Most embarrassing relationship you have been in.

(Anonymous) - 2014-03-12 03:08 (UTC) - Expand

Oh you know. The guy who tried to control me. He could smoke, but I couldn't. He could drink, but I couldn't. His best friend has been raped when they were in high school, and he was fixated on that in a way that should have tipped me off before he did not listen to me when I told him no. and then when I broke up with him, he tried to kill himself every five minutes in very public venues and many of our friends sided with him against me, not that I told anybody about what had happened until much much later and then only my husband.

o_______O

Re: Most embarrassing relationship you have been in.

lunabee34 - 2014-03-12 17:29 (UTC) - Expand

The most embarrassing relationship I was in ended when he got arrested. He was innocent of the crime, but he had the chance to walk away and let it slip through his fingers. Like he did with every other chance he ever got.

The most cringe-worthy date is one I've talked about before. He was an engineer from Wisconsin and a major douchebag. Misogynist, racist, kept mocking the South (when he was a dating a Virginian. Bitch, I will summon the ghost of General Lee to kick your ass).

She's not taking my money, she just has a lot of weird expenses that I should help with, none of which I can ever seem to track. She doesn't have a pill addiction, she just keeps needing the same painkiller for a variety of unrelated mystery ailments and injuries. She's not lying about our relationship, she just doesn't ever want me talking to her friends except through her.

...oh, wait. Fuck.

Met a woman while on holiday, mad fling, stayed with her, she talked about what a lesbian she was, wait I'm being kicked out of the house with not even a goodbye cos her ex-husband is coming over with the implication she wants to do him and I'm not even a third wheel, I'm dirt. Fuck. I felt like shit, and used like a lesbian novelty toy. Does that count?

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