TLDR: I fell in love with a girl, but she didn't reciprocate, she said it directly that she ain't interested, but my mind is acting delulu and punishing myself, refusing to move on.
Now the full story, We met at a college cultural event. I usually leave early from college events in spite of being a hosteler, but that event, felt like staying a bit longer, that's when I met her, we chatted a bit, played "andhakshari" (a game where we sing songs ending with a given last letter) and after some time, there was ghazal night, i sat right next to her. We both enjoyed that event night equally well, I showed my meme collection to her, she laughed and could relate to my memes (which included a few "singles on valentine's memes, as the event happened in first week of feb"), which alone is a first for me. We vibed and shared stuff (but she said this exchange was one-sided, more on that later) for 2 whole hours, which felt like 20 minutes for me. After the event, I opened the dialpad on my phone and gave it to her, and she gave me her number without any thoughts. For 2 days, we chatted like crazy. But towards the end of the 2nd day, she started distancing herself. That was my fault too, I ended up too vulnerable and overshared stuff to the point of making her uncomfortable. In between chats, I did indirectly propose, and her reply was a straight NO, just as expected, but my delulu mind thought I could change her.
One day, I happened to get caught up on my stuff and didn't chat with her, and I went to her class the next day to explain, she was like: I don't have any need to chat with you everyday like you have. Leave me at peace. Even that hint flew over my head, and rather my monkey brain ignored it on purpose. I did realise she started avoiding, and guess what I did, Instead of leaving her alone, I tried to force it further.
One of our mutual friends (pretty sure she might read this article which I've just wrote), did warn me about her being an "idiot who can't understand feelings", which like other stuff, I chose to casually ignore.
Towards the end, I ended up getting too desperate and begging to stay, which ofc didn't work.
Me: Idrc if you avoid me. I just didn't want to talk about this for some time becz my mental state has been going shit this past week.
I wish I could say this to you IRL but you just don't give a crap. Not blaming you, fault's on my end.
I'll be honest, i did have some feelings for you, but not anymore. At least let's chat. I won't disturb you. This loneliness and frustration is getting hard to manage on my end.
You might ask, why chat with you specifically, if not for the "feelings"? I can't relate with anyone else as good as i could with you. We can at least be friends.
If you still ghost me, fine but it would help if this communication barrier gets broken.
If you read this fully, thanks for at least putting the effort to read.
Her: Ok, I need a closure. I am not gonna do this (chat with u) and I believe you will respect my choice. Kindly stop texting me & my friend for asking me to text u.
and a few days later, I texted her friend and that friend said, we need to talk, so the 3 of us had a talk at the canteen, I narrated that part to another friend, which i'll paste here.
Randomly out of nowhere, i happened to get a thought about asking her friend what exactly the thing was, and to know the exact reason why she was avoiding me. Then the friend said, we can have a chat tmrw at the canteen. There, both of them explained what actually happened. It was a case of me becoming desperate. I thought she was the one after talking for just 2 hours. I don't even know anything beyond her basic details. There wasn't even a bond to break, and I was thinking up stuff as if I lost someone close, we were never close to begin with. Also the frequency match, that was one sided.
And guess the funny part, she didn't really had any objections to me catching feelings for her, which she said was natural, but the problems began when I started to become desperate and overshare stuff, which she didn't even ask for. And the reason she started avoiding me was to give me a hint that she wasn't interested, which i interpreted as something else. But even after everything that has happened, she still isn't angry but she said it's better not to talk too much as I'll still have feelings left over. She did say she is avoiding me on purpose as she sensed that the way things were going, it will end worse for the both of us, she had good intentions for the cutting off too.
And her friend, gave me an even bigger list of advice. She first told me to learn from my mistakes, to which I replied "ethra kondalum padikula" (translated: I won't learn from my mistakes, in a sarcastic manner) in a kinda casual tone, to which she said, you should learn to handle a rejection properly first, else you will be stuck in a cycle of endless chasing and rejections. And she told me to stop this cycle now, else it'll become harder the longer i repeat.
This entire convo left me on self-introspection mode yesterday, and seems like everything makes sense now.
All that headache was only because I couldn't handle a simple NO
All this fiasco was a few weeks ago, though her friend's points are valid, my emotional self ain't willing to accept the real-tea yet and am still yearning for the day she will atleast start talking to me again like we did that day. That day is now stuck forever in my mind as a core memory.
and the worst part, this ain't even my first one-sided relationship, yet this hurts deep, even deeper than my 1st rejection.
Just a few days ago, happened to watch a summary of 500 days of summer and the story does seem to match with mine.
And the rationalisations I came up with, that's even more hilarious:
- I casually asked her birthday, she did say it, and I did something horribly hilarious: checked the zodiac - Cancer (her) and Scorpio (me) zodiac compat is at 94%.
- Most of our values and view points seem to align with respect to relationships. The major green flag I saw in her is that she hates kpop, and has an actual taste in music and memes. And she doesn't really like playboys (and I hate playgirls).
- Both of us are lazy
- Both of us are chatterboxes irl (but she talks with anyone but me after the mess I made)
- Both of us enjoy cooking
- She is kind and considerate, someone who deserves every bit of love I throw at her, she just ain't willing to receive it.
I could rant more but will explain further as the comments start pouring in.