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2006-09-25 14:26:15 · 14 answers · asked by Anonymous in Society & Culture ➔ Religion & Spirituality
ndstrss....my odd questions have led to some great conversations in this forum, and wonderful insight into the others here. Please feel free to not take part.
2006-09-25 14:32:27 · update #1
Satanist...I'm a fan of EMINEM also.
2006-09-25 14:34:44 · update #2
Chicky...that's a great story.
2006-09-25 14:36:02 · update #3
My first love was my fiance of 7 1/2 years from the time I was 17 until I was 24.
I chose him over my family when I was 18 and my Mom kicked me out of the house (I thought it was because she thought he and I were fooling around which we weren't doing, yet. It was a different reason altogether but that doesn't apply here).
After staying with him for a few months in Toronto, ON he went home to Burlington, ON for the summer between semisters and took me with him.
His mother didn't like me.
She didn't want to have to take care of someone whose own mother didn't even want her and she told me to leave.
I contacted the Salvation Army and they referred me to an emergency shelter in Hamilton, ON.
My fiance stopped at a church on the way to the shelter and said he wanted to get married right then but I told him "No" and that I didn't want anyone to be able to make a mockery out of our marriage; for us to wait until we had a choice to be married and not get married because we felt we had to get married.
A week later Immigration Canada caught up with me and deported me to Buffalo, NY where I was homeless for several months, had first stage malnuitrition, some wacko who had been stalking me for 2 weeks punched my tires out with an ice pick and I was almost killed on several other occasions.
When he was finally able to go to college here in the U.S. we were together for 8 months and he became jealous of my hobby (Middle Ages Reenactment) and my new friends since I wanted for us spend time together taking part in my new hobby but he saw it as my not wanting to spend time with only him.
I found out later that he only wanted me to be the quintessential business mans' arm ornament and for me to not have a life of my own but to devote my life completely to him.
So he got his own hobby (remote control car racing and computer games) and pretty much shut me out.
I spent the last 3 months of our relationship going to bed alone every night.
Then, when a friend was going through a nasty divorce and I and others went to help him out over the course of a couple of weeks (not every day but a couple of afternoons each week for each of us as he was quite suicidal) my fiance accused me of having an affair with the friend and that was the end of it.
I remained faithful to him for the entire time, even in the face of danger and the threats to my life.
Do I regret it?
No, I would never regret loving someone and doing all I could to be a good wife to them.
I only regret having made a poor choice in a husband.
We never did marry.
But in my heart he was my husband and I always was a wife to him.
Perhaps one day God will send me the man He made to be my husband and allow me to have a family before I grow too old to bear children and finally have some real, lasting happiness in my life.
This I pray.
2006-09-25 15:34:52 · answer #1 · answered by sworddove 3 · 3⤊ 0⤋
Just your basic tall, dark, handsome sort of guy. He had 80's Bon Jovi hair, even looked a little like Jon. He sang in a heavy metal band. We actually never dated. We sort of ended up at the prom together, but that's another story.
I waited for years for him to settle down and be ready for a relationship. Turns out it took him about 18 years and that was much too long a wait for me.
Growing up, I felt like if anyone looked at me at all, it was critically. He was the first person to look at me and see _me_ instead of what he wished I would be. I guess I'll always love him for that. And I suppose it's mutual. He still e-mails me. Nothing I'm embarrassed to show my husband.
He still asks for my advice, even though he still never takes it. ;o)
2006-09-25 21:40:34 · answer #2 · answered by Contemplative Chanteuse IDK TIRH 7 · 3⤊ 0⤋
He was 22 and I was 16. I thought the sun rose and set on him. I thought he was so good-looking. I would go behind my parents back to see him. My Dad didn't approve because of the age difference. Eventuallly I found out he was a liar. He broke my heart but not my spirit. But I will never forget him. He taught me a good lesson about trust.
2006-09-25 21:32:07 · answer #3 · answered by Anonymous · 1⤊ 0⤋
Well, since you put this in r&s.
I am a bride of Christ. I love him with all my heart. you always hear the old saying don't go looking for love in all the wrong places. But that is what Jesus does. He finds us in bars, in drug houses. Lost in whatever sin we happen to be the most caught in.
I tell people who ask, that no one wanted me. I was rejected by just about everyone. Filthy dirty and alone. Jesus proposed to me, put a ring on my finger, and gave me a robe white as snow. He gave me a life worth living.
2006-09-25 21:47:44 · answer #4 · answered by 2ndchhapteracts 5 · 2⤊ 0⤋
There's first love, and then there's First Love.
I met a man online, and he asked me to meet him, he had a computer disk I needed, he offered to lend it to me. I was shy, and didn't make eye contact at all. We continued talking online after, and he asked me to meet him for coffee. Before long, his little daughter met my sons, and they used to play together. We talked about marriage, but he objected to the fact that I have cats and that I sometimes leave dirty dishes in the sink. I started looking for a home for my cats, and managed to keep the sink dirty-dish-free for months. He went away for a weekend trip, and came back and told me that he had gotten engaged to someone else he had met while on that trip. He claimed to have met her while walking on the sidewalk, but in reality it was an arranged marriage - she told me later. Without any warning, he said he didnt' want to see me anymore.
Months later, while I was at work, my phone rang, and an unfamiliar woman, who sounded upset, asked me when is my break, because she wanted to talk with me. It was the wife of this man, worried that perhaps I was secretly meeting with him, because he made it clear to her that he was still "in love" with me.
I wrote him an e-mail telling him just how wrongly he was treating his wife - that he had made his choice, and now he needed to grow up and live with it. And from that moment, the hurt was gone.
Love never goes away, but sometimes the shock of . . .bad circumstances. . . makes the pain and anger outweigh the good feelings. Love is its own reward, and enriches the character of the person who loves with their whole self, even through, and maybe because of the hardships and heartbreak that always seem to come with.
I've still got the cats.
2006-09-25 23:00:46 · answer #5 · answered by Smiley 5 · 2⤊ 0⤋
Jesus Christ at 4 years old. i went through some guys throughout my life, But Jesus stuck with me. I just recently have gotten close to him again at age 18. He is awesome and his love never ends. But i'm actually in two kinds of love. Jesus is first. Then comes my best friend he is my first real human love.
2006-09-25 21:34:42 · answer #6 · answered by mmmk92 2 · 1⤊ 0⤋
My first love was a girl her name was Tiffany but people called her marshall or t-rabbit (she was a big fan of EMINEM she dressed like him she walked like him she bleaches her hair like him)and I never knew I was bi till i met her,I loved her,still do.we went out starting at 8th going to begining of tenth then we had to break up cuz i moved to California.I really miss her like sometimes I'll have dreams about her at night(nothing wierd) and we will be talking to each other and something bad will happen .I really miss her...
Wow...the memories there all coming back.
2006-09-25 21:32:41 · answer #7 · answered by Z ten 3 · 2⤊ 0⤋
A sweet, curly haired, brown eyed boy in high school. In our school production of "You're a Good Man, Charlie Brown" he played Schroeder and I was Lucy. He was thoughtful and passionate.
My parents always said if they knew what a parade of loser boys was to follow, they would have been a lot nicer to him! : )
2006-09-25 21:35:01 · answer #8 · answered by Chickyn in a Handbasket 6 · 2⤊ 0⤋
We were 8 and he lived two houses away from me. I thought he was the handsomest boy I had ever seen. One day a bunch of us neighbor kids were playing house and he asked if he could play my husband. I asked why and he said because he loved me. "Cuz I love you so much!" I melted and adored him until I met my husband. I hated being teased that our love was puppy love. It was very intense and pure. Very beautiful. His name was Alan. To this day I love that name.
2006-09-25 21:41:19 · answer #9 · answered by AuroraDawn 7 · 4⤊ 0⤋
Aw! My first love was when I was 16. I remember how my heart used to race when I would think of him, and how his face would shine when we were together.
Still love him......... I found love again, but will always remember him in my heart.
2006-09-25 21:34:58 · answer #10 · answered by Miss Vicki 4 · 1⤊ 0⤋