Two years ago, when I was 16, my dad tried to set me up with one of his business partners. I told him off, and he never tried that again. Soon after that, I met this guy through my friends, and we started dating. He’s only one year older than me, so it’s age-appropriate. It’s a very laid-back and fun relationship, but we have to keep it low-key since we live in the Gulf region, and he’s a native. Due to sociocultural, religious, and even legal factors, he’s not supposed to date. However, like many of these wealthy native Gulf families, they do everything they’re not supposed to do on the down low. I don’t know if it will necessarily last long-term, but for now, we’re having a good time.
We were in college and it lasted about 18 months. It was great for that phase of our lives. We were just two young adults/kids figuring it out.
She was so gorgeous and a lot of fun. That was really nice as a college kid. We just got bored of each other.
We’ve been married for 32 years, together for 39, and we raised three kids.
Corinna, we were 7, she kissed me in class and we ran around at lunch time holding hands. LOL.
Like a very long setup to a very shitty punchline. We were very good friends when we started dating, hurt the hell out of each other for a year or so, broke up, got back together for another painful year or two, broke up, hooked up very briefly again a year or two later. I couldnt figure out why I didn’t want to sleep with him and we pretended this was a totally normal way to deal with things. The punchline was that I am asexual and didn’t figure it out until like 5 years later and a couple more failed relationships.
We were really good friends though. His grandmother called me on Christmas and my birthday for years after we broke up. She is lovely.
He is a good guy but we both needed a lot of therapy. Hope he is happier now.
Yeesh, please no. She had issues and I was horny.
Everyone ought to have that relationship once, one of the best life experiences anyone could ask for.
my first relationship, 25 years ago, was highly tumultuous. We were HEAVILY codependent on each other. 0/10 would not do it again.
Awful. We started dating in high school. I didn’t like myself back then and didn’t believe I could do any better. I let a lot of things go that I shouldn’t have. Not the last time I would make that mistake.
I’ve since learned a lot, including how to love myself.
It was very sweet.
Married for 12 years now
Honestly, most of my first few relationships were awkward bumbling affairs. Lot of heart, excitement and zero experience dealing with it all plus another person going through the exact same nonsense.
If you’re looking for advice that I would’ve loved, it’d be pretty basic; be safe, have fun and don’t ever let him make you ever feel uncomfortable.
She was intelligent and serious, and i was funny, but dumb. It was always doomed to fail solely on account of my stupidity and lack of respect. I didn’t really have an understanding of people and relationships then.
Another drop of regret among its oceanic brethren.Edit: i was 17
In hindsight it was pretty stupid, we were not compatible at all, but hormones I guess.
Neither of us were ready. It lasted a year, though. I was 14 and super horny, and we messed around a lot but only had sex once. We both dodged bullets there.
We went to class together and met up at the mall to see movies or hang out. It was all very typical 80’s dating stuff.
“Dated” a classmate for less than two weeks in junior high. She was great but I just couldn’t get over anxieties related to my self worth. Ended up shutting down and not speaking to anybody for a few days before I told her we had to break up. It was years before I convinced myself I was ready to date after that.
young, dumb, and full of cum
