Ah, the story is long so I will try and keep it short. Not really sure if I am looking for help or just wanting someone to kow the full story.
So a few years ago I dated a girl named Rachel. We were a great couple, never fought, always happy, always around each other. It all came to a head when I screwed up big one night. What I did does not matter because she doesn't know what it was but got pissed at something else.
Time goes by and we eventually meet again while we are both dating new people. We exhanged numbers and texted back and forth about problems and just to talk when we were lonely. We met a few weeks ago, after both of us had just been in awful break-ups, for coffee at a Starbucks and hung out for hours (honestly 7 hours) just talking.
Our relationship progressed quickly once again and began to date, kinda sorta but not really, again. The time comes that I go to school 3 hours away and she joins the Air Force. Now the time has come that we both decided, albeit reluctantly, that we cannot really be together right now. We have different plans in life: I want to be a teacher and still have years of schooling to go through, she is in the AF as a career.
This was decided last weekend but I still came back (as I have since school started) this weekend and spent the night at her house before heading home for a family reunion. She is in Louisiana and called me earlier telling me she missed me and wishes I was there, and I too wish I were there or she was here (moreso she being here though).
*Now my friends is the problem. I still want to be with her for as long as possible, even though it seems it will only be five to seven months before she heads out. I would gladly come back every weekend, driving the three hours to see her and be with her. The more I think about spending my life, or a good portion of this pivotal part in it, the more it makes me feel out of sorts. I like her now but she is not someone I could spend my life with unless she got her act together.
*I also realise that I will need to eventually make friends at my school and that will require me staying the weekends more often to hang out with people. I also realise that I live in a college town and that on my campus alone there are 12,000 women of legal age. I will stray like a sheep in a field I have a feeling. I am also finding women that I really could spend a significant protion of time with.
*I guess my problem is that I am worried about my future and I want to sow my wild oats. Guildies, what is a college boy to do.
So a few years ago I dated a girl named Rachel. We were a great couple, never fought, always happy, always around each other. It all came to a head when I screwed up big one night. What I did does not matter because she doesn't know what it was but got pissed at something else.
Time goes by and we eventually meet again while we are both dating new people. We exhanged numbers and texted back and forth about problems and just to talk when we were lonely. We met a few weeks ago, after both of us had just been in awful break-ups, for coffee at a Starbucks and hung out for hours (honestly 7 hours) just talking.
Our relationship progressed quickly once again and began to date, kinda sorta but not really, again. The time comes that I go to school 3 hours away and she joins the Air Force. Now the time has come that we both decided, albeit reluctantly, that we cannot really be together right now. We have different plans in life: I want to be a teacher and still have years of schooling to go through, she is in the AF as a career.
This was decided last weekend but I still came back (as I have since school started) this weekend and spent the night at her house before heading home for a family reunion. She is in Louisiana and called me earlier telling me she missed me and wishes I was there, and I too wish I were there or she was here (moreso she being here though).
*Now my friends is the problem. I still want to be with her for as long as possible, even though it seems it will only be five to seven months before she heads out. I would gladly come back every weekend, driving the three hours to see her and be with her. The more I think about spending my life, or a good portion of this pivotal part in it, the more it makes me feel out of sorts. I like her now but she is not someone I could spend my life with unless she got her act together.
*I also realise that I will need to eventually make friends at my school and that will require me staying the weekends more often to hang out with people. I also realise that I live in a college town and that on my campus alone there are 12,000 women of legal age. I will stray like a sheep in a field I have a feeling. I am also finding women that I really could spend a significant protion of time with.
*I guess my problem is that I am worried about my future and I want to sow my wild oats. Guildies, what is a college boy to do.
