For over two months I was in an open relationship, which was very promising.
We are both 22 years old and instead of a serious relationship he offered me an open relationship because he had already had a hard experience in a relationship before me. I said yes because I understood his situation, as I myself had faced the same thing before him.
The guy’s name is Max and he is very handsome. We have slept together in every sense of the word (had s@x and slept over), helped each other in every way we could even over small things, cooked for each other, ate together, in general, absolutely everything. But s@x, alas, he did not initiate it there, everything was in my hands and I was the only one who was active. And I honestly did not understand what it was about when Max refused to have s@x with me. I guess I seemed intrusive to him.
We spent the whole month of November and December together, including New Year’s Eve. On New Year’s Eve I had a dream that Max was being taken away by an old acquaintance of mine, who was always jealous of me and had once stolen my ex-boyfriend. As Max sends me pictures of them kissing and cuddling. When I woke up, I didn’t pay much attention, but I decided to talk to Max about it, to warn him. Although he knew from the beginning that she was far from my friend, he didn’t know her.
And on December 31st a “miracle” happened – they met! I found out a couple of days later, because he started to disappear. On the second of January we agreed that he would come to me, but the night of that day, when I saw with my own eyes that he was going to her, I was shocked (to put it mildly). Then he texted me, saying, “Let’s see if I come”.
It hurt that I was the first one he had ever stayed with, and the first one he had ever brought to his house under construction. And now I wasn’t the first. The first Kimberly, I thought, in his life. But my “rival” name is exactly the same, what a wicked irony! We are all free people, not bound by the bonds of marriage and without children. We talked to him about everything, the topics found themselves. How was it that the man betrayed me? I felt very good with him, and it was mutual, we told each other that explicitly. I wanted a child from Max. I take him seriously, but after what he did I’m picking myself up in pieces. I have distanced myself for a long time, we have not communicated for a month since that very day (January 2). Not a phone call, not a text, just nothing from him. No expression.
Do you think he liked me at all? Will he come back to me? I don’t want to lose him, but apparently I have. I wish I had warned him.
Please help me with advice.
