When it comes to having one's heart broken, I have been there and experienced what I would call hell. Five years of killing myself over a guy who found it so easy to walk out on me after all the promises he made and the belief and faith he made me have on him and on love. My world had shattered after this incident. Even today, the fear of that incident haunts me somewhere deep down.
But has this stopped me from taking chances? No. I kept myself shut for 5 years after our break up. I couldn't imagine myself with another guy, or to hand over my heart to another person and have it broken again. But as time passed, I realized by doing this I'm only denying myself chances that I deserve. So the next time an old childhood friend asked me out to a movie, I went, and we went into a relationship that lasted exactly three months. Why? Because he moved away to study in another university, and he didn't think he could handle long distance. Next year another old school friend got talking to me, doing all he could to break my "no entry" barriers and get me to like him. Well, I did like him, much more than I was comfortable with. Especially since I didn't completely trust his motives. But again, I decided to give love a chance, and he threw it right back at my face. Why? He said he wasn't over his ex yet. And that he was only being "casual" with me, that he didn't think a girl who always kept men out would take his advances seriously. Wow, huh.
That was it, I told myself. No more guys or anything to do with relationships again until I sort my own life out beautifully. But of course that didn't happen either. Yet another guy came trudging along my path. This time I met him online, someone who lived on the other end of the country, someone who I met through a friend who got interested in him. I don't know how all that followed really came to take place, but happen they did. We communicated over phone and chat for nearly six months. I didn't even know or think that anything would come out of it. And then one fine day he says he wants to visit my city. And so he did, and we met up. And the rest is history. We have been together for two years now. And we love each other to bits. Recently he moved back to another city for a job, and it's long distance for us now. Given my track record of bad relationships, I'm really worried about this getting ruined too. But I'm keeping my fingers crossed. Hopefully everything will turn out well.
And so to you I will say, give him and yourself a chance. If it's meant to be it will be. If not, at least you will have tried.